Mirror – An Illusionist


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Mirror – An Illusionist. Photo Credits: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jcdriftwood/8710913359

When you stand before the mirror, it reminds you about a person who you are. The mirror projects a summary of your character and the inner soul.

The mirror reminds you how you see yourself as a person. The mirror is a bridge connecting your past and your present. It is the proof of your existence.

The mirror is the gateway through which you speak to yourself. It hides millions of lies and truths. The mirror is an illusionist who will trick you, if you don’t watch it closely.

The mirror is your eyes.

– Anoop © People and Hearts

Looking at the World from the Clouds


Looking at the World from the Clouds Photo Source: Wikipedia
Looking at the World from the Clouds
Photo Credit: Wikipedia

Here I’m sitting on top of the moving clouds. They – the clouds are like a cushion making me comfortable. The music of Anberlin’s Innocent passes through my ears like sea waves.

When I look down at the earth from here, there is no better scenic beauty other than this. The whistling sound of the wind made the music even soothing. Waving my hands at the clouds moving in the opposite direction, I scooped up the chill snow from them. I felt the chill as I held the snow in my hands.

Again, my attention was turning towards the earth. The blue oceans down there was inviting me for a swimming session. I rose up and in one moment of boldness, I decided to go for it. Taking a deep breath to the bottom of my lungs, I jumped, hoping to hit the blue oceans. The winds were hitting me as hard as they could. My eyes were feeling the force of the moving winds. I was about to hit the waters in a few seconds.

Rushed the blue waters on my head. The rush was so intense that it produced electricity and obviously a tremendous shock.  

I opened my eyes to see myself lying in the bed. ‘Where am I?’, I murmured.

‘Get up and go for work idiot. You will wake up only when I pour water on you’, my mom shouted.

Yes, it was the blue waters that hit me. But not the waters from the Blue oceans, instead, the waters from the water tank of my house.

– Anoop
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Related Music – Anberlin – Innocent (Vital)

At Coffeehouse with Solitude


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At Coffeehouse with Solitude (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

He travels, he watches movies, he goes shopping, he walks, he explores, he plays and he goes to the coffeehouse. But he does all these activities alone in solitude.

He finds peace in solitude.

He is in love with solitude.

He talks to himself in solitude.

He is in harmony with solitude.

He walks by holding the hands of solitude.

He is at the coffeehouse with solitude.

– Anoop

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