Sleepwalking

This morning as I was half heartedly walking to the station to go to work I saw a sight that was a visual representation of my thoughts this morning –Why do I have to drag myself to work? Why can’t I live life on my terms?

 As I pulled myself towards the station I saw a mother take her daughter to school. They were seated inside the rickshaw. The mother was holding the small girl upright because she was completely asleep. She was wavering left to right in completely sync with the turns and bumps the rickshaw was manoeuvring.

My state was no different. In fact, each one of us is like that child. The only difference is that our eyes are open, but our minds are asleep. Our heart wants to do something, but we are forcing ourselves to do otherwise. We are all moving ahead like that girl. We are all sleepwalking.