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After reaching home, I lay in bed, forgetting everything, and slept as if it was all just a dream. Then days went by like fallen leaves. Nothing particularly interesting had happened. Until one Saturday morning, when I went for a walk with my dog, Mikk. He was really excited, exploring new and enticing smells of different fruits and animals. There were streams along the side of the walk, and he sometimes jumped into them. On some jumps, he got stuck, and I had to pull him out. But Mikk was dumb. He kept jumping into the long grass and deep streams, he didn't understand the dangers that lurked in there for him everything seemed interesting...... then it started to rain the waterfalls on the pond creating small .....suddenly started seeing visions where I was a wind that flowed through the black sandy dune, catching dust.

Then there was a stream flowing through the stone hills. It looked golden when the sunlight hit it.

Then there was a market where grilled skewers of meat and vegetables, naan, and roti. grilled skewers of chicken and lamb, marinated in yogurt and spices, along with paneer and mushroom skewers for vegetarians. They also had hot and fresh naan and roti, some plain and some stuffed with cheese or potatoes. The breads were perfect for scooping up the creamy dal and the tangy raita, made with yogurt and cucumber. There were also various chutneys and pickles to add more flavor and spice to the dishes. The spices used in the cooking were turmeric, saffron, coriander, cumin, paprika, garam masala, and more, creating a rainbow of colors and a symphony of fragrances they were hot for sure.

Then, for a while, there was nothing other than black sand. And sometimes there were small streams of gold and some lone big green trees. Then there was this mountain. With it, there was a beach where there were people who were somehow connected with some kind of golden fluid. They were levitating with this golden fluid. The ocean was blue. I was unable to stop anywhere.

There was this ship without motion. Then I moved it with the force. Then the people used me in the direction they wanted to go. I was there to help.

Then I said goodbye to them in my mind. I still have the sweetness of the flowery garden, the aroma of the market, and the fear of the beach. Then I was back to the present with my dog, mikk. then I look back then I got so afraid of someone so close to me that it was hard to fathom what was real. That face looked so curious to me l felt like she was looking into my soul to find something I was so afraid that run fast as I can imagine but when I look back I could see the little girl moving distant away when I run she was not moving but I could see her disappointment and sadness on her face then there was Mikk. He was running to catch me. He might have thought that I was going to leave him there alone Suddenly the girl despairs. Now Mikk was with me, and I held his leash. On the way back, Mikk as usual, did a lot of stupid things, but for me, I was lost in my mind

Hold me tight and then you will be flying with me.

Inhale me I will give life.

Feel me, I either cool you down or make you warm.

So were do I came from?

Or were I am going?

May be to the sky above or the valley,

Nobody knows.

One day I made a butterfly fly, but It made me a cyclone.

So who am I ?

But I know one thing, that I had made something move.

........the wise man and the grapevine.....

.... meeting Athen and her child...

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On the way back, I was constantly thinking about what had happened. Was any of that real? Was that a dream? If that was a dream, how could I still feel that strange sensation of pain? Now it was higher than what I had back then. I felt like my skin was peeling off. Then Jett asked what was going on, as he was observing my face. "Are you OK?" I told him that I was not feeling good. Maybe it was the food. He told me to hold on. We would reach home in a few minutes. He was laughing[^1^][1]. I told him it was not that. "Then what is it?" "I don't know. Something feels not right." "Whatever, man. Just hold on." Then he stopped talking. Then I started to think about that girl. Now the pain felt less. She felt so familiar. I could still feel her scent. It was so good. Who was she? I kept asking myself.

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I lay on the grass, looking up at the sky. Seeing the river, sky, and mountains meeting together was so beautiful. Then I decided to lie on the grass as I felt so peaceful and my thoughts disappeared like those mountains end when they reach the river. The cold air flowed through my skin. It felt like I was in heaven. I lay there for some time. Then suddenly I felt pain in my skin, like it was stretching or tiny glass hitting my skin, or like getting shocks or something. Then I could see something in the sky, like tiny tiny sparks, and those sparks were connecting some structure of glass or something. I did not understand anything. Then suddenly there was a girl. She looked around my age. She came so close to my face. I was speechless. She then touched my eyebrow with hers. I felt her scent so high. Then she looked towards the river with surprise and there was that little girl that I saw dancing in the paddy field. Then she went towards the girl and then the girls ran playfully with a big smile on their faces. Then both disappeared. I was paralyzed, looking towards where they went for some time. Then Jett called. I told him nothing about this because I knew he will make fun of me till we reach home

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“Hey, Chaim, why are you silent?” Jett asked. “Oh, I was just enjoying the ride,” Jett said. “Sometimes I get really bored.” “By the way, where are we going?” Jett wondered. “That is something I can’t help you with. Where am I supposed to go then?” Jett said. “Do one thing then. Let’s follow this river and see where it leads,” Chaim suggested. “By the way, how is your Ugandan girlfriend doing?” Jett inquired. “Yeah, she came for vacation last month. I went to visit her at her house. Her grandfather caught me. I think he was sleepy in the morning but asked lots of questions. But you know me, I am like a cat that always lands on its four legs,” Chaim replied. “That I know, but what did you tell him? Don’t say that you told him that you were making love with his granddaughter. That would be hilarious,” Chaim joked.

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Aha, I remember the time you started crying. I gave you some gift or something to stop you from crying. Now it is me. Why can’t you just accept your cry? I was the one who found the way back to the playground from where we started our ride. That was a time that this generation couldn’t understand.

Then I became silent, remembering the time when I was a little child. I used to fight with my grandfather to bring me to this beautiful place There were houses made of wood and fences made up of beautiful flowering plants. Now, a lot of things have changed. I used to walk with my grandfather, holding his hand. There were people who came to talk with him. He was a well-respected person and he was known by everyone. I never understood why everyone was so nice and welcoming to him. You know, he was a government worker, but that was not the reason.

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In the rain, I was looking here and there in search of her, but she was nowhere to be seen. As the rain stopped, someone called me from far away. It was my friend Jett. "Hey, idiot, what are you searching for in the rain?" he asked. I stayed silent. Then he asked, "Do you want to come with me?" I asked, "Where are you going?" He said, "Nowhere. Are you coming or not?" "Yes, I am coming," I said and jumped on the back of his cycle.

Hey, Chaim, what were you really searching for in the rain? I hesitated to answer, then I told him that there was a little girl dancing alone in the middle of the paddy field. Then he asked if she was flying too and laughed. I said nothing in return. Then I asked him, "Do you remember when we were young, we came here with our little cycles and got lost?"

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I am sitting at the front of my book to write something that has been on my mind for some time.

The music is playing in the background. It sounds so peaceful, like it has come from someone like me who has something inside them that wants to come out when the time comes.

It looks so beautiful to see the paddy fields from here. The mist and the grey clouds are forming in the sky, and the sun is playing hide and seek with them. The little steam that comes from the mountains far away makes everything look more magical. I feel like I'm on top of the world.

Far away, a little girl is dancing alone. I search for who she is with, but there is no one anywhere near. The sound of the wind is getting louder. "Hey girl, what are you doing in this weather alone?" I ask her. She looks back in search of whom the voice came from, but I don't think she sees me. I come down from the tree towards her, but she is nowhere to be seen in the mist. The sound of the wind and rain is getting louder and louder. I call her again and again, but no voice comes back. Now it starts to rain.

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We became a generation of idiotic lab rats

A generation with very little tolerance for people other than of their own group or other thoughts or ideas

A generation of lab rat's that can't sit simply with out looking at there screens

We became lab rat surrounded by a screen of stimuli that make our narrative

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My lover, I kiss your pain away. My child, you chose your path. I will always be there when you need guidance. I will always be on your back when you fall to lift you up. O my lover, I sleep on your lap like I have slept on my mam's. When you are tired, my arms and lap will be there to carry your weights.

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Random girls that came to my mind

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#When am i going to overcome those threads of my past stupidities

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a connected consciousness or achieving a hive-mind depiction

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A depiction of how people, their thoughts, culture, and society - the rich and poor - live in their own silos and expect only a few to see everything from the outside, the wise man.

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SYMPHONY

Looking into the notes that come together to make a beautiful symphony of music. It is magical when each instrument adjusts itself to make the voice of all the instruments heard. In the process of creating a good relationship, there is a need to adjust ourselves so that each voice is heard and respected. Sometimes we may be 100% right though in some situations the best thing we can do is to be silent and listen. It will take time and effort, just like the process of creating a symphony and there will be a time when everything starts to sound like a symphony and it will begin to make you feel like you are the luckiest person on the earth. Even thinking about it makes you warm from inside. That love which ignites a passion for somebody. That love which makes you do crazy things in the name of love. That love which makes you do impossible things. That love makes your life worth living.