When you come to life, you are just a little person who is learning to drive the fleshy new suit. The first thing you actually learn is to see. You look at the friendly, amazed, and happy faces around, though knowing nothing that's happening. Crawling around your crib you stand tall. Tumbling your walk with your arms spread open; you accept everything that's given.
Your bodysuit grows with the time, and time teaches you to run, but not sure of the direction. Running like crazy you reach your destination but not sure whether you were supposed to be here. By the time you realize your bodysuit gets old and starts deteriorating. You give up on running and start escalating to your future. In your life, few bodysuits come and go, leaving you with memories. Some bring change and some to blame. But its the journey that makes it lively and living as it is. There is a destination to every journey but without the journey, there won't be any destination, they will be just places. Similarly, without life, we will only be bodysuits.
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