Searching

Under the blue sky, in the middle of this small village. There was the house. The house were he grew up. Some green colored windows that do not align. The windows are surrounded by old bricks. Some of them look older than the others. A roof top, that is no different than any other house. Few plants that are placed here and there. The only things that, held its shape. It could be that is only because, the new ones are placed close to the door.

Behind that wooden brown door, there he was, living with family of five. The parents and two of his brothers. The ordinary house tells so much from the outside as to what is life is like from within the walls of the house. The ordinary life, the routine and the divided chores amongst them. He is close to graduating from college now. He still has not decided on a path to take. Or, found a job that earns him a stable income, which may make his dream of a stable life come true.

It was not that time that he realized that a decision has been made. But, it was a postponed decision, that was not made before. Something that requires accurate calculation. Choosing incorrectly, was not an option. He was advised of certain things, and knew at that young age, that a painter with many draft sheets, won't care much about wasted drafts before the perfect drawing. He remained unsure. Still waiting for a clear sign. Or, something to guide the way. Searching for meaning among shattered thoughts.

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