On the need for diversity, the need to, get rid of the ignorance, the stereotypes, the preconceived notions we may have, deeply rooted inside, so we can, see something that's, out of the, ordinary every day…translated…
The summer afternoon, the rain that suddenly came pouring down, surely, it wasn't, just a, light, drizzle.
I'd, ducked for cover in the exit of the under passage, waited for the rain to, cease, up.
And, unexpectedly, when I'd turned my head, people are, coming out, one by one, from the underground passage, following the staircase that resembled that of the music staff, popping their umbrellas open, then, spreading, outward, like the andante movement of a symphony.
the photograph taken by the writer, courtesy of UDN.com
But, what was on their minds, before they turned, toward the, brightly lit up exit? What are they, dreaming, about? What are they, gazing, toward? How were they, feeling?
They are all, philosophers in life. While I, was, once like that, wasn't, I?
Every step counts.
Every discovery, are the raindrops, also, the musical notes. Life, because of the various notes, that's why the symphony sounded, so, melodious.
So, this is on how we need to embrace our differences from each other, to respect one another for it, because, it is, the DIVERSITY in this world, that made this world's encounters, ever the more, interesting.
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