Just a Photo!

Everything was fine . He went to grab a book to read .He reads a lot . May be reading and imagining is the last hope . Anyway he grabbed a book and sat to just taste it .A habit of his ,is to grab a book and page it and read a random line .This is what he calls tasting a book.
Then he noticed a computer beside him on the desk .Well let's surf . Now he is surfing and suddenly a photo ! All those old years are reviving right there in front of those calm eyes . How amazing this life is . What is the meaning of a word which I don't even want to write it down ? How still everything is so fresh and alive? Is he sad ? Is he sort of depressed? May be he should be . That photo is there ,all efforts , all hopes, even all lies ( let's say all stories he made them up just to impress ...) are sitting there in that damn photo and smiling . May be He should be depressed for not feeling it anymore . BUT he is not neither sad nor depressed . He is happy . He let that sort of melancholy feeling go long long time ago , all he is holding on is the passion which dragged him this far and that passion gives him wings to fly . He enjoys the pain of torn skin from where those wings are coming out when he looks at that photo .