Friday, August 5, 2011

The Cocoon

    Yes, I live in this world. Inside these walls, I can bounce my reflections and my thoughts around. The walls, like an elastic piece, bounce them back gently to me. Nothing breaks ever, everything is preserved. The walls are stitched up, sometimes frayed knots too.
     Each of us creates our own block of space, surrounded by ideas and people whom we are comfortable with. We call ourselves diverse folk, but in the regard of this Cocoon, we are just threatening our own ideas.
      Unless and until everyone speaks into your mind and slips effortlessly yet gracefully into your cocoon, you will never find diversity. So, take it as a challenge!

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