A New Dawn

#FotoFriday prompt by Anindya

Humans. Such strange species. I see thousands of them passing by this temple every single day, their hands join and eyes close for a brief second before a tiny beep from their phones suck them back into their world. Always rushing, their minds churning countless thoughts per nano second - of which only very few matter and most forgotten, lost in the rush.

It's a bit different this morning though. These humans, suddenly very conscious of their fugacious being, meditate in silence, before offering the flowers to the almighty. Praying hard, on the dawn of this new year, to let the days ahead be better; promising not to let the year slip through their hands without cherishing the precious moments; taking on new resolutions, resolving to change.

But will they act differently tomorrow and act on their words, I wonder? Will they realize how life obliges them over and over again, giving them opportunities to reinvent themselves? 

Or will the race catch upto them again, and they'll merely exist but not live?

***

Written as a part of #FotoFriday – a monthly photo prompt initiative by the 8 awesome bloggers at #Writehouse #blogbuddy

Meet the #WriteHouse Team

Follow the below linky to check out the posts from all the other bloggers at team #Writehouse

P.S. Also linking to my #SaturdayWordplay (13) weekly word prompt. The word for the week is fugacious - (adj) tending to disappear; fleeting; transitory.