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My Erroneous Zone!

"A summer afternoon, walking down the lane, i blindly fell into a pit to the right of the lane which somehow i didn't notice. The very second day, I was again walking on the same lane, this time i knew there is a pit to my right but i choose to ignore and fell into it again. Third day, on the same lane, pit to my right, saw it,and willingly jumped into it. Fourth day, the very same lane, the very same pit, the very same me, i saw it, i walked around it and jumped into it. Fifth day, I WALKED THROUGH A DIFFERENT LANE!!!" And all these four former lanes have proved to be my ERRONEOUS ZONE,,, still trying to walk a NEW STREET!

The above situation may feel like nonsense but once you look at it right, it will make sense. The people who are close to us, like a rushing wind, they breathe within us.And in no time they become so important that we instead of connecting to them land up being attached. Being attached and being connected are two different things. The idea behind every successful bond is and has always been "Connected to all, Attached to none." Being able to CONNECT somehow means understanding the other soul without expectations,its unconditional and being ATTACHED is putting the other on test time and again with a burden of expectations. This has always been my Error.  

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