The perception of the three knots is different for everyone, and it changes over the course of time. As a young girl, it included utensils and dolls. As she reached adolescence, butterflies embraced her in its warmth and joy. When she arrived at her mid-20s, the expected list of characteristics grew more extended and more extensive. By 30s, reality sets in and the perspective completely changes. Ironically, the cornerstone of the three knots is love and trust. However, circumstances mould and groom her to expecting an array of traits. Whether she receives or accepts her fate is a story for another time. Every person I come across in my life has a dream and perception. The idea and vision have not lost its core value. They have just refined over time. Experiences and Years have rendered various colours and tones to it. Sometimes, we also do lose track of our passion and follows the crowd. I am quite surprised by the multitude of dreams and expectations. They do come in various hues and shades. Where do reality and perception meet is the real question? However, I am yet to decipher my insight of the three knots.
Every person we meet creates an impact on us. The way the impact works is quite surprising. Sometimes the impact created by a stranger is more than the impact by a close friend. I always consider life as a block of coal or a big piece of rock. The journey from Coal to diamond or Rock to sculpture takes a lot of time and can also be painful. It does not happen with a single person or with a single incidence. The conversation process is continuous and can happen till our last breath. We get better and better with age and experience. I have never managed to understand when a person reaches his best. Maybe the level is unattainable. Still changes, both ups and downs happen throughout our lives. I remember an innocent hyper girl who wore sensitivity on her sleeve. The smallest spark was enough to set her on fire. She was on the extreme of emotions. The emotions can range from Happiness, sorrow, loneliness and anger. Still the emotions controlled her and stole her sleep many nights.
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