the little things of life go unnoticed i see. i hardly hear anyone singing in the shower nowadays. No one stops by to look at the kid smiling when he looks at an amusing stranger. Even the roses that are sold on valentines day have no smell. i wonder what happened to the little things of life.

yet i still believe as unnoticed as they are, they still rule the world. why else would the cm stop to have tea with the commoners, why else would there be industries that thrive on showing that people can actually live happily ever after? why else would balloons be sold and people spend hours kicking pigeons on FB?

the little things go unnoticed and yet its ubiquity guarantees it the security that it promises our life.. its decision to lose faith on us even when time and again we have failed them. it is nothing we are to be proud of.... if at all we should be proud of our ignorance of them that saved them from a bonsaied existence.

we live for we have failed to reach at the core of our existence... we live in our ignorance of it.. we live for we have failed to spot the wooden door under the huge spot lights of ostentatious grandeur.