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Dreams Without Corridors....


“One day my son asked me what I was….whether I was Batman, Spiderman, Ironman or Superman….I said I was Common man. He had never heard about common man so it was natural for him to ask what common man costume looked like. I am sure he must have fancied some kind of costumes letting muscles ooze out of bare thighs and arms. And when I told him that common man wears pyjama and has only beer belly to show, he went into some kind of thinking for some moment. When he finally spoke, he said, “Can common man buy me Wii?” Well, I guess this is the problem with common man. We only have imaginations and not money....

We get caught in another man's plot. We run from one authority to another looking for refuge. We beg for help.

Sometimes, we are left with choice, whether to buy petrol or to buy vegetables.  We put petrol because it concerns our dignity. No one would know that our curries have become tasteless for want of onions and cheese.  We have long road map to follow and when we are nearer to achieving it, someone just moves it elsewhere effortlessly.

This is common man and he has  lifetime to act for himself....

Comments

Dechen Tshomo said…
Correction....common man wears a torn pyjama. It needs tailor's attention.

Anonymous said…
common man also needs some trimmings of moustache growing in all direction.
PaSsu said…
Very funnily moving.
We live that life every day- Everytime I see people seeking donation on TV I look at myself in shy, We have heart but no money... :(
Kinga Choden said…
Nice one Aue Tshering...Loved it :)
Sonam Deki said…
Wonderful thought Tshering. Hope everything has settled down at home.

Sonam Deki
Tenzin said…
Common man is really funny and humorous, unlike Batman,Spiderman, Ironman or Superman who are humorless.
Thank you Tenzin...I think I forgot that part actually lol
Unknown said…
"Don't under estimate the power of common man" - Chennai Express ...haha
karma dema said…
This story of commom man touched me!

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