Life is an endless wait. Everybody is waiting for something. Some people get it, some people don't. But many of us never know what we are waiting for! As soon as we arrive on this planet-we are surrounded by people who we never knew before. How soon do we become part of this kaleidoscope. But if really think hard, all this wait in our mother's womb is a long wait. Did we ever figure it out. What after that? Did you know what you'll find after those nine months? If you stand still at a place and look around the chaos-you'll notice something. People are waiting for train tickets, movie tickets, at ATM machines, at bus stops, at restaurants; and the que for something insignificantly significant is theirs afterall. But all the time, you were not part of the line-you were actually the chaos. By not waiting for something, anything, you had become unimportant. We also wait for a good career, for the right person in life, for money, for the road that would take us to the right path. There is not right or wrong way to wait for something nor is my wait more important than yours.Its just that the waiting game gives us hope.Perhaps things, we believe, would turn around. Waiting lets your lonliness fly. One is always associated with that wait. Don't despair! If the period is cut short to spontaneous demand and supply, then we would be desparately depressed. Waiting is an activity that adds value to the final product. Remember death. Life becomes more sweet only because of the long wait to death. Nobody cared about being born. But most of us also never craved for death.Wait. You'll get the answer....
The paradox of insular language
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