In my humble opinion, one should live in Delhi for sometime to get a reality check of his life. Amongst the places I have seen in my life, I have found Delhi as a really good place to understand physically and spiritually my position in my tiny universe. Every morning I see thousands of random faces rushing into the metro, many more waiting for their turns, and so many times the same number just digressing on every turn of the road. The gaping mouth of those metro doors can be daunting to any keen observer who for once stops by and looks around.
It takes but a moment to realize what atomic part of this enormous universe we belong to how momentary life is in proportion. Our purpose as infinitesimal cogs in the enormous clockwork starts becoming visible. Some questions immediately pop up from this.
Doesn’t this mean no matter what we do, we always digress with the same crowd? And yet still, do we do things that make us happy?
Keeping these questions open, I’ll fill it up with a thought that came up in my mind while watching the maintenance guys working in my house today – “There are two ways to live the same life, either live it as another brick in the wall, or choose to be the mason.”