The purpose.

A river flows without knowing where it is going. But eventually it joins the ocean.

A life starts without knowing what is going to happen. But eventually it culminates in death.

What am I supposed to do?

The shadow

Shadows are always with you.

Or is it?

I don’t know when I last looked at my shadow.
And I don’t know whether I am being followed at all. How strange.

They say you should never play with your shadows.

Dreams it may not have, for sleep is forbidden in that world.
Diluting away into melanoid night, only to appear in dawn from below the curtains.


Subtle, quiet, uncared and unnoticed….. An existence borne out for following only one person for a lifetime. Without any complaints, day after day it stays faithful till the end.

But do you give one look backwards, to see at least once if it is following you?

Sometimes I feel.. I am just a shadow.

Image courtesy: Josh Otis