The Other Way
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- Sat,14 Nov 2020
If life were not like this… If it were different in all possible ways... With different problems and different joys… Then I would have had different fears, different verdicts, different likes and different dislikes. I would have liked beaches more than mountains, black would not be my favourite colour, I would have chosen winter over autumn, then my alter ego would be different, possibilities arise that maybe my alter ego would be my another real being. Then I would have known different people and people would have known me as a different person… Then maybe I would have loved different people and vice versa then the people I know right now would be known to me differently.. Then the meter of my emotions would be levelled with different frequencies and parameters.. Then I would have thought about this world differently and so it would have had about me… Then maybe I would have given you a yellow rose not red, maybe yellow would be the colour of love for me not red… I also believe I would have thought differently about myself… BUT what would not have changed is the desire to live my desires.. Isn't this the only thing which seems to be common between you and me? Isn't this the only thing which connects your soul to mine and our journeys; together or alone, and our roles in each others' stories and our destinies? Isn't this the only reason why I need you and you need me, isn't this the reason why I should be treated as equal as you… ISN'T this the reason why we all are different still the same… Riya Pal XII- B