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The Foolish Moth

On Friday, in the bus as I was commuting to my college i was lucky enough to find myself a seat but, come Peeragadi(a bus stop) an elderly person just walked by and i being a good samaritan offered my seat to which he graciously agreed and even thanked me for it. Seeing the bus in a now crowded state I took to my seat right above the front wheel of the bus but, was stopped in mid-way and got offered a seat by another elderly gentleman who was alighting the bus soon. He said in his somewhat coarse voice "sitting on this is not safe" I being the stubborn one said "its safe, i usually travel like this".
Then came the exasperation.
          I was Listening to the songs on my playlist when something caught my eye, it was a girl (Low hanging fruit this side :D ), this girl studies in my college I thought but then why have i never seen her perhaps, I'm not looking at the right place. Nevertheless, she is very beautiful and I had this sudden urge to see her smile once, and while I was in the thought process came a moth, flying around in that A/C bus and sat on my bare forearm. As I was looking at it with mild curiosity, my thought turned to the girl and through the corner of my eye i saw her looking at me or the moth (idk, im optimistic so im going to think she was looking at me). I turned back to the moth as it went airborne again and my gaze followed it. It went and sat on the window pane getting most of the sunshine which got me thinking, how foolish is the moth, beautiful in its appearance but, longs for the flame that can destroy it.
          It made that how fatal is desire, want, longing to event something as small as a moth, and we spend our lives in desire only. Are we Justifying our lives? Guess there are a lot of things one can learn, all we need is a perspective!!

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