Fate sometimes brings together lives which are as unlike as they ever can be... people who end up living their lives together, bound by the bonds of habit, fear, society, religions, and customs. Their lives are forever intertwined but forever separate, together but still never together, they move from one milestone to another making constant adjustments and accommodations. They are almost like the railways tracks as they run parallel to each other all their lives, laying the foundation for the innumerable journeys of many people. Their lives are marked by these junctions where they seem truly together, unable to distinguish one from the other but then the differences will always remain. Its almost like they live in parallel universes in a continuum of time....
Their lives progress through space and time as journeys begin and end, as lives are built on them. They seem to be the same but the winds of time are wearing them out as the bonds begin to strangle and then everything seems too much to bear. The tracks however fail to realize that they are the foundation for many lives and any discord among them can have disastrous consequences. But then who do you blame... for time does wear them out differently... ? And then, as their inner metal wears out, the journey becomes rough. The lives that were built upon them are precariously balanced as the world threatens to collapse in one giant sweep.
Will the tracks last this way, together but still never with each other ? Should two lives be held together out of tradition and convention ? Can the effects of time be wiped off somehow... ?
Somehow it just seems that those tiny intersections hold the key... those junctions where all lives merge and one can't tell one from the other... the differences will remain forever but in harmony...
Perhaps...
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