Posted February 19, 2007on:
He had always lead an uneventful life. Always stood at the edge and never dived. Life’s joke was on him, because everyone dives, some immediately, some later. Not him, he just stood there at the edge considering, but never dived.
When he saw them splashing and swimming, he was consumed by fires of envy and longing. But the thought of the cold water, the thought of drowning, those fears he could never overcome.
He learnt though, he learnt from experiences of friends, he learnt from books. But where did he employ this experience so gained, since his life was uneventful anyway?