a prologue to death
-a prologue to death. We live our life with tensions, fear and our past to link with our future…in all these matters where is our present lost?...something or anything that we can’t do to decide our yesterday or tomorrow, our present pays the price for even their thoughts! Today when I substantially gave a thought to my life… I found no such substance in it. Is this the life that poets rhyme about, or is it the philosophers feel about, or the lovers breeze about and what if its just about to…. When today I imagined of my death confronting me as if the most soon to be occurring event of my life,… to meet its ultimate beloved death. The only reality of anybody’s life or the material-immaterial truths that cast shadow of life all along its way but still remain in ignorance…they call it as ‘life’s end ’. I don’t know people are afraid of their death because they bind it in their narrow, passionless stainy words of end and that’s all! I just feel to pull them out of their ridiculous opinion...

looks good but I must admit I am struggling to understand the theme :(....but yeah selection of colours is very nice.....does the yellow colour represent light and the blue represents darkness or maybe happiness and sadness????
ReplyDelete@soumit; its about feelings, expressions, cold n warmth at places n times those we enjoyed , those we r living, those we r forgetting unknowingly... n its a motion of life... i guess thats wat i tried to say...
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