Life is a Short Incident in a Long Story

They say, there is a story in everyone......

However cliche it might sound, but it's true. Throughout my life I have met people who had left indelible impression on my mind. When I look back down the memory lane, it seems each of them narrated their story to me and I can recount the pangs, the joys, the hopes and the pains of life through them. Sometime, I wonder, why I haven't thought of putting pen to paper to narrate those tales. But then, some memories are better when kept private and personal. So I have always fumbled, wavering between how much to write and what to leave out.

Lately, I reached a crossroad in life where I didn't know which road to take. The road less traveled or the one trodden by thousands. Eventually, I decided to take the middle one, a grassy, moss laden, cobbled path trodden by some, who sought truth, solace and bliss in unknown, but at the same time, kept their feet on solid ground of reality. Confused? I don't blame you. For, I have been searching for the soul so long that I lost track of my time. I wandered in the mazes of life's duty and forgot what I was seeking. Isn't it time for me to stake out?

I have decided to narrate the story.......the story in you, me, them, and whoever.....