The Wheel

Today while coming from class I noticed the front wheel of my bicycle. It was rotating continuously but still I could see no difference on its surface, neither could I differentiate the seemingly infinite number of scopes which were doing all they could to support my weight. Suddenly a strange realization gripped my mind.

So many times we wonder what are we doing with our lives, we just do similar chores day after day, every day. But we fail to see that although the wheel does the same thing every second, but while doing it, it carries the rider places. For the rider, the monotonous life of the wheel is a question of life and death.

A good mason builds a wall not while thinking of the wall, but while trying his best to place that one brick as perfectly as possible. The wall then takes care of itself. When I look up to legends – the places they have been, the walls they have built; an inspirational thought engulfs me – Concentrate on the paintbrush, picture will be made.

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7 thoughts on “The Wheel

    • Prateek Kohli April 3, 2015 / 5:42 pm

      Glad to hear this Hargun. Your appreciation means a lot. Thank you so much for stopping by šŸ™‚

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