All day i wondered, Is it the shadow or is it the light what mattered most? Light shinned so brightly,killing those traces of darkness around me but it just left me clueless.The shadow which casted on the floor Which changes its shapes when time changes. Casting a trace of darkness, forming the shape of the object. Just like a signature of an artist in his artwork.I was just confused, Is it the shadow or is it the light.What mattered most?
Later i understood none of them really mattered.If we are not here to feel the light and watch the shadow...All that mattered was us. The little human beings made with flesh, bones and brewing with emotions.