Life, moves around in circles... they say. For a large portion of my life, I did not know what this meant.
Few days back, I met a dog. Yes, a dog, a canine form which moves around on four legs. It did not have a collar around its neck and was moving about in the most unbashed manner befitting.
So, I walk upto it, get on my knees, holding its paw across my fingers... and dog talk. The dog seems to be quite engrossed in its sniffing ritual, as it chose to completely ignore my greetings. A gentle man walks past me, turns around and smiles, "it's a dog, genius.. it cannot talk".
Life moves around in circles, they say.
Nope, still dont.
P.S. Sometimes, I think I fear for my sanity.