at the bangalore airport, the tree near CCD. it was raining that day, overcast, beautiful weather, and this guy was enjoying his possession...we all have possessions, we are all possesive of something, we all want something to belong to us, and only us, where we have full control. it can be a cycle, a diary, a space or a human, but we all are possesive. so is he...
mirrors...they are things we take for granted, like everything else we have...but imagine living without any mirrors, a place where u can't see your reflectiong, will you still put that lipstick, will you still use that comb, will you still shave...
what does that mean, if we were not judged by anyone, even by ourselves, would we still be want to be what we strive to be today??
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