I was told not to talk to strangers all my school life...
I wonder why...
The best experiences in my life have involved complete strangers, who became so much part of my life for a while...
They came into my life waltzed through it and out of it, before I could blink...
Some took away a part of me, and from others I took a part away...
But I continue to dabble with them...strangers...
I ve no interest for those I have always known...
An element goes missing with them...
But the stranger has it...in plenty...
I should say I ve been lucky till now...touchwood...
Maybe anyone of my strangers could have landed me in deep troubles...
But they haven't...they ve been as harmless to me as I am to anyone...
But what will happen if some new stranger decides to be different from his predecessors? Will this thought be enough to scare me away from them?
Will I ever be scared of them?
I feel threatened by those who I know...
I cant be anything I want to be with these people...
They know me and know me well...
But with a stranger, I can be anyone...
Can't I?
I can remove the blemishes in my character...
Be someone new...be born again...
Why would I be scared of them...
My strangers...
I ve tried...hard...
But I cant and now,
I wont.
The best experiences in my life have involved complete strangers, who became so much part of my life for a while...
They came into my life waltzed through it and out of it, before I could blink...
Some took away a part of me, and from others I took a part away...
But I continue to dabble with them...strangers...
I ve no interest for those I have always known...
An element goes missing with them...
But the stranger has it...in plenty...
I should say I ve been lucky till now...touchwood...
Maybe anyone of my strangers could have landed me in deep troubles...
But they haven't...they ve been as harmless to me as I am to anyone...
But what will happen if some new stranger decides to be different from his predecessors? Will this thought be enough to scare me away from them?
Will I ever be scared of them?
I feel threatened by those who I know...
I cant be anything I want to be with these people...
They know me and know me well...
But with a stranger, I can be anyone...
Can't I?
I can remove the blemishes in my character...
Be someone new...be born again...
Why would I be scared of them...
My strangers...
I ve tried...hard...
But I cant and now,
I wont.
5 comments:
true true.but when people go and socialize with unknown people make us to be mad or a flirt.i love taking photos of random people and try and write a story for that picture..i guess being fascinated by humans rather than gadgets or numbers and theory makes sense..free
Oh..Its amazing that even I have had this tryst with starngers..But a small difference being,most of these strangers I have met,have gone on to be with me in due course of time with a few EXCEPTIONS of course..
Anyways,that is indeed life and we accept it and move on.. :)
Ur writings,the past few posts have been really amazing.It connects a lot with me these days..
Love this blog! :)
Nikhil
Beleive me... the day I born everybody was stranger to me... then I learned who is my Maa.. Paa.. Naani... then I dicovered who are my neigbours... and finally I decided who are my friends. I met many people, some remained in life journey as you said, and some gone... some left me behind... and some I left behind... but everybody was stranger at the very begining of the meet...!!!
We just know 0.000000001% percent of people in the world or may be less than that..., all other are STRANGERS... ;)
Its soo true.. is itnt the irony that sme of the most important ppl in our life were total strangers at one point of time..
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