Is life really to be understood or lived with full compassion and zeal as said by millions of saints and preachers of happiness?
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There comes instances in life which urge you to ask questions from life, why me?
But are there answers to all the riddles and questions in your mind about life? Is it even necessary to find right facts behind all those doubts and turmoil of the higher centers of grey matter? Or is it just the theory your subconscious needs to satisfy its thirst?
No, what you are reading is neither to answer your questions nor to summarize what life is, what you are reading is to tell you it is not that bad to carry all the confusion and continue to see how the chapter ends, or how the story ends. Nope, it’s not easy. In fact, even after years you feel there is something inside which is dying slowly… like being in middle of fire that is burning you all around. There are constant phases of setbacks… like wind in the surroundings, or waves in the ocean that remind you of everything.
Follow the advices of kith and kin, indulging in all sorts of extra curricular activities from playing guitar to going on trips with new people, make yourself so busy and occupied there is no energy inside but to sleep. It might help a lot, but in the end you know everything may be perfect from outside, just as normal as it could get, but from inside you are not the same. There are pieces missing from the giant jigsaw puzzle inside you that cannot make the picture perfect. It’s that child inside every soul, who is trapped in the shadows and is gradually dying, and you never come to know them. As for the world, you are becoming more mature, subtle, and ripened.
People might think the fallen leaves from the tree are dead, but they still dance on a windy day. Yes, the strongest of all, if the minds hasn’t broken them, nothing can. Don’t let the child inside die – Life is. Life was. Life will be. Let it be.
Originally posted on nikansh. Reprinted with permission.
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