Ruhi Shah (12-12-1991)
Feeling invincible being invisible
I ask myself everyday, why do i play this game? Is it even worth winning when there is so much to lose?
Sometimes I like to watch people on the street, to be a witness of their existence and still be invisible. Like i am the smallest thing in the world, a fleeting moment, a curious glance, a question waiting to be answered or an answer searching for a question.
And then the big bad monster goes away because I am too small to be found, to insignificant to be around.
I don't know you and you don't know me. But somehow we are here together, if that is not a miracle, then what is?
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