THE YOU AND THE ME

Neither you nor I are together,
On these roads we travel forever.
You have a dream and me too one,
But never share a map or a bygone.
We are never the same like flowers,
That grow in bunches and colours.
Neither are we a flock of birds,
Those fly to the same cardinals.
I dream about ships and waves,
And you dream about rains and crops.
I follow the moon and the winds,
And you live by sun and waters.
Neither you nor I are together,
In this world, where nothing is forever.
I vend my fish to buy the grains,
To eat my fish you sell the yields.
We never meet but live under same roofs,
Within us lie distances, but not differences.
-
Aroon Che
The Song of a fisherman and a farmer
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[This is where every one of us halts to conclude a singularity. This is the point where one gets to know that anyone can live on his or her own will, but not alone.
Nothing in this nature lives alone on its own ability. You need people around, you need nature to support, and you need everything every time you think you need to move forward. Knowingly or unknowingly we still separate ourselves and form into groups, to occupy or to master the rest.
All we should know is, none of us can be superior to the rest, for when we try to be superior; we are trying to die alone and first.]