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Dear nadia.k
A man lies in his bed in a room with no door. He waits, hoping for a presence, something, anything, to enter. After
spending half his life searching he still felt as blank as the ceiling at which he stared. He is alive, but feels absolutely
nothing. So is he? When he was six he believed that the moon overhead followed him. By nine he had deciphered the
illusion trading magic for fact. No tradebacks. So this is what it's like to be an adult. If he only knew now what he
knew then. I'm open...I'm open...come on in...come on in...come on in...come on in...I'm open...I'm open...come on
in...come on in...come on in...come on in...Lying sideways atop crumpled sheets and no covers he decides to dream.
Dream up a new self for himself.
hence jewels of insignificance
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j o i
this is exaclty how i decipher life .....the moon thing how true believing that the moon is travelling with u as u watch it through the window of the car speeding away to its desired location ....but ur not interested a least bit in where ur headed but eager to arrive at ur destination not knowing that the moon itself is not infact travelling with u but heading for its own destination
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Jewels of insignificance ji!
Oh I see why you call youself by this name. You must be a shayaar too! Aap tu buhat deep sochte hai. Mein Bhi aksar apne bedroom mein ceiling ki taraff dekhtey hoon aur sochti hoon..... ki ahir,..... mein ne, erm..... well I think about why didn't I paint the ceiling blue and have little stars drawn on it!
Anyway could you think of a 'deep name' for me. Basically, I have led a 'sheltered life' and somehow I managed to walk through a tunnel of darkness. Now as i am approaching the light of life at the end of the tunnel I HAVE been told to walk back towards the darkness!
What could I be called! J O I
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