Way Ward

Stories

I like stories.

I like to read stories,

I like to see stories, and

I like to listen to stories.

I like being surrounded by stories,

I like to be a part of stories, and

I like to watch stories unfurl themselves in front of me.

And the way I see it,

We're always surrounded by stories.

The old lady sitting beside you in the metro may have an adventurous story within herself...

You may never know.

The happy girl, smiling with her friends in the college cafeteria may be a tragic story....

The two students glancing at each other across the classroom may be a love story waiting to happen.

Everyone is a story in themselves...

A story of love,

Of loss,

Of comedy and tragedy,

Of ethos and pathos,

Of mystery and adventure...

All of us are a story,

Waiting to be read,

To be seen,

To be heard.

And not just a story,

We also starr in the stories of other people.

Where we may be a minor character at some point,

Or a major one.

We may just contribute a line in someone else's story,

Or maybe an entire chapter.

The only hope I have now is that I can be a story worthy of being whispered around campfires...

A story worthy of being called legendary.