Artist: Jean Siméon Chardin
Think of a soap bubble.
It comes out of a tiny speck, and as it breathes some air, it grows and floats amid the emptiness of this vast universe. And the next moment, it vanishes, completely. Nothing really changes because of its arrival or its departure. But, while it was there, soaring up into the sky, it felt special; a little magical too. Perhaps, that was the whole point of it. To show itself and everyone and everything around, that, it’s not that magic exists but that the existence itself is magic.
Now, think about your life.
Deepak Rana 