SMS (es), Specks of dust and forces of nature
“Yeah, because you don’t try to be warm. You just be warm mister! Oh, you got long way to go”
“Well, time and space designed me so…”
“Now don’t blame time ok! It’s you who prefers to be this way. There are other options but you are scared mister.”
“The root cause of everything is time and space… We are just specks of dust playing to their tunes. I was composed this way… Hopefully, they might recompose me…”
“Ok then, speck of dust, wait for the gust of wind to blow you away or drops of rain to wash you down. This isn’t life. Nope! “
“Yeah, the games time and space, in the form of natural forces, play with us… We are mere subjects to them…”
“I thought you were that person who could face life. You proved me wrong. You are so much like anyone of us but with a veil” “Ok, mere subject alias speck of dust, how about living life like an ordinary human being? Come on! Oh you are too much!”
“Yeah, I am living life like any normal human being. I take heat when I come across one. I bear the cold, when time demands it. We can only do so much to make the forces work for us…”
“Before my balance fails me or I become you, just remember one thing, the speck that alights- occupies a space and leaves it’s mark, goodnight!”
“Well, I enjoyed this chat… and yeah, this dust ‘s light is not completely out… have a good night!”
“Whatever… take dinner and sleep well. It’s kind of funny that a speck of dust too has hunger, sleeps and thirsts- a 21st century dust huh? Hehe…”
“I am impressed. You do realize that there is a thin, a very thin line between metaphors and normal words.”
“But I am so confused with you. Still can’t make out whether you are with your smart mind games or just being genuine.”
“Maybe, you will figure it out in the next few generations. All the best…”
“Sadly, this generation is all I got. I’m not a speck that gets to travel. I’m just a flower already wilting. Happy traveling!”
