PSEUDOHUMANS AND STRANGERS

The city streets are a bustling theater of pseudo humans, where every face is a mask. Pseudo humans, like actors on the stage of life, play their parts with such conviction that we forget they’re strangers. Beneath the mask of a pseudo human lies a story untold, waiting for a curious heart to listen and understand.

Strangers walk beside us, reminding us that every encounter is a brushstroke on the canvas of life, and only to be reminded again and again by random strangers that, they’ll be there for them, when no one’s around. Then the feeling arises that the stranger was the only one you ever had.

Cherish what you have. Don’t always expect the taps that you wish, to give you water. Realize that there are other taps which wish to give you water. Give a chance to them too.