#56 It’s Okay To Be A Hidden House

I take the same walking route every day.

It's been close to a year since we moved to the new place and I pretty much knew all the shops and buildings in my street. But, yesterday I noticed something new on my street.

It was an independent house. A big one. It was hiding amidst the plants and the trees. From the looks of it, I would say it was there for a long time. But, I failed to notice it before. Independent houses have that quality. They hide in plain sight, in the middle of apartments and other high rise buildings. You can't find them until you really pay attention. You can't see them when you go for walks or when you're frantically driving up and down a street looking for an address.

You'll see them only when a moving truck stands in front of the house loading or unloading things, or when someone stands in front of the house. Sometimes we don't realize there was house until we see someone demolishing the house or see an empty piece land all of a sudden. Makes you wonder "What was here all along?"

The sight of the house triggered so many thoughts. A lot of us are like those hidden houses. We hide in plain sight. People walk past us without paying attention or realizing our presence. Our voices go muffled amidst others' loud voices.

But nothing stops those hidden houses from being someone's dream, someone's happiness, and someone's home. The same applies to us.

Being ignored by others doesn't make us any less. We have our own lives which we'd built with our blood, sweat, and tears. We're still someone's love, someone's pride, someone's best employee, someone's best friend or someone's support system.

We can be hidden from the eyes of the outside world. But, those who're destined to find us, will stumble upon us and get to know us. After all, this serendipity is what keeps life mysterious and amazing.


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