Apsara was totally taken by the intellect of this man, and the peace that he radiated.
Ten years later, she wondered if Vishwa had ever loved her. He was so wrapped up in himself – his books, meditation and his international talks. There was no space in his life for anyone else.
“Will you ever stop being a navel gazer, Vishwa?”
“Apsara, the navel is what connects you to your mother, your origin. Do not use that expression in a derogatory manner. One needs to decipher all mysteries of existence.”
It was not her existence that he was talking about.
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Inspired by Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch
Reena Saxena 
Yes, perhaps too much introspection and not enough balance with the world around us makes for distraction. Or in this case, it seems, dissension.
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It could be just detachment.
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Oh, yes, true too!
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Sometimes we focus too much within and not with those who would love our attentions, too. Always a balance, isn’t it? And I liked that you included the navel as what connects us to our origin.
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Thanks! It depends on how much your world view matches. Else, that attention becomes a distraction.
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Yes it does.
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Maybe this is why so many great philosophers lived alone.
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It makes sense.
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