After my friend told me about the blind spot in a car, when i took him for a drive with my new car, the blind spot made me curious of my
capabilities while the drive is responsible to others too.
After a thought, i painted the blindspot, golden in colour.
Looking at the rear view mirror, my hair looked golden and i
ignored it to be my illusion form lack of sleep and the crickets around me
reminded me of the Nepalese god, Budhdha and his zen meditation.
Connecting to the obvious, i took it to be positive and went
with my drives confidently.
The electricity of my thoughts were becoming generous and i went and bought gold coins and gifted them to my niece who made a gold chain of
fashion out of it.
The dogs whom i pet were eating better and the music i was
listening to was of better quality.
The route of daily in my memory had rhythm with sounds of
water in music.
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