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Mosaic

Every year, every month, every week, every day, every second, we make decisions. How big of an impact those decisions make are out of our control, and that is both beautiful and terrifying.

It is not a rare occurrence to think how intertwined this world's lives are. You would have had a complete different social circle for your formative years had your parents not chosen that school. Maybe you wouldn't have even made a friend unless you forgot a pencil that day and had to borrow one.

Maybe you wouldn't have discovered your favourite artist if the Youtube Algorithm had not chosen them for you. Maybe you still have that habit you picked up from your childhood best friend a decade ago. I wouldn't have discovered Doctor Who if I didn't decide to channel surf that one particular day.

What I'm trying to say with all this rambling is, I find it fascinating and amazing how life is such a complicated mess. We are all a mosaic of everyone else's lives. Some people call it the Butterfly Effect. Others argue that it shouldn't even have name, that  the Butterfly Effect is just life in itself.

I'm not  the one to end that debate. I am someone however, to observe this phenomena. I am also someone who choses to love it and smile very time I think about it.


Sorry for not posting. Tests caught up to me. I actually tried writing a song like I Miss You and High School for this blog post about the same topic. Much like this post, it was an even worse, non-rhyming mess.

But hey, I am one to love messes.

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  1. SuchiDecember 31, 2020 at 7:55 PM

    Truly the most fascinating labyrinth we are destined to lose ourselves in. Very well expressed, Saumya.

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