Trying to find the life.....

The mirror speaks and screams it shouts at me but I remain still and hushed. All those thoughts kill me and get jumbled up into my mind one on another but I am calm and quiet. my stillness exasperates me. I failed to break the bars of this silence. I am stuck in me. my soul is howling for relief from this intolerable and unreasonable pain. I feel the never-ending dark path as my fate. I feel the darkness inside me. I can feel the dead inside me. I let myself walk on the road of my heart. the road is enveloped in the shade of evil. the trees of despair shower their symbols of broken hopes. the path never ends. every step of mine makes me feel that I am already lost. I am on the path where I do not belong.
All this pain is unreasonable or the only reason is that I can't find the real me. I don't know where I belong.
I am lost in finding the reason of my existence. why am I? why are we all here? what is the reason for existence? what is the aim of life?
birth, infancy, childhood, teenage, adulthood, middle age, old age, and death. it is all a cycle that repeats itself. you are born to live and you live to die. every person is just spending the time abiding the same customs. these customs also vary in ways of different classes. some are just struggling to earn bread and butter, some are struggling between needs and desires others neither need nor desire they are just lost in what they have. a few find the way to make the world know their names. they die but leave a mark behind. the mark remains just a memory then does life mean to be a memory when you don't live?
after all the chase of thought causes and reasons, the struggle is of satisfaction. the achievement is your own contentment and your contentment lies in the truth that the world should be satisfied by your existence. Man tries his best to meet the satisfactions, desires, and expectations of the world but he fails.
happiness lies in pride and respect. respect comes when the world is pleased. the man spends his whole life following the same custom of satisfaction in different ways. Sometimes he wants to gain his contentment by leaving a mark in history in another way man satisfies his surroundings by trying to gain respect and pride. In spite of every effort, a time comes when you feel you failed. it is not that you failed in satisfying yourself. it means Your creator is not satisfied by your deeds and actions.
the moment when you are broken without a reason is the time when your Creator is not pleased by your existence. there is nothing more painful than his displeasure. and I feel like I have invited his indignation........

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