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Jul 2018
Did it ever happen to you? That you have been looking at something for a very long time. No, not continously. Repeatedly. Everyday. It can be any ordinary thing. Like a flimsy plant or a wan, crunchy, yellow - leaved tree, in front of your house, on the other side of the road. And it remains the same. The same it remains. Always. The whole time. Like an old, oil portrait. But then, suddenly, one fine day, it catches your eye, because it's not the same anymore. It has changed. Completely different. Nothing like before. Like a fully grown tree or a mossy rock. And you are forced to think out loud - " When did that happen?  I was here. The whole time. Then, how? " but then, it dawns upon you, that maybe you weren't, and  maybe, that's the fraction of the fraction of how profound and surprising the life can get. 

A.S.
I hope it makes sense. If it does, feel free to share your thoughts.
AMISHA
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