I walk on a road lush with dreams,
a road of forgotten and veiled dreams,
sometimes slowly, sometimes gaily,
sometimes lost, sometimes profound,
I walk a road of unknown mysteries,
fervently finding my way through the endless path.....

Sunday, October 6, 2013

The Paradox.

 The working of nature is paradoxical.
Universal yet so unique.
Defy each other on one hand and connect on the other.
They are determinative yet absolute.
They remain revealed yet so mysterious....just like our relations...

When two people meet, little do they know what their entwined destinies hold in for them.
It usually unfolds to elements unexpected and surprising. The ones which seem to have lasted forever, leave too soon and those who are supposed to part ways on the very next turn, walk along a lifetime.
 The path maybe any but a relation, specially the strong ones bring in their share of sorrows and disappointments. Not that they don't bring in joys and pleasures but when you falls back on the memories, the darker hues somehow are more eye catching and heart wrenching!

Sufferings are inevitable. Inevitable and necessary.
Necessary for growth, necessary for acclimatisation- within and without.
If a sapling wouldn't live through the hardships, the sun and the rain, will a strong and sturdy tree ever be able to exist?
If a child isn't taken out of the house, will he be ever able to rise as a responsible and sensible adult?
We all know this yet we forget.
We forget that even our relations follow a similar path. If it won't suffer, it won't grow and things which cease to grow, die. They can't breathe or see or feel.

But suffer how long or how much? Aren't our relations meant to bring us peace and love?
Why not better be alone when all you are greeted with is a gift of suffering?

Suffering in the form of longings, expectations and dependency .
Why this terrible need of loving being loved, being heard and needed back?
Why these never ending array of expectations?

And while you read it, you will wonder why am I so confused. Agreeing and denying my own words. But that's how our minds work too. Paradox. We create and destroy. Believe and disbelieve. Praise and ridicule.Love and hate.Remember and forget.

Everything is interconnected. Interconnected yet so disintegrated.

How do we explain it? Is it like the good comes with bad? or it is that without light there is no dark? Is it like without night our days cannot be completed? or it is like without death our life would be meaningless? 

All I can see is contrast all around. 
Not shades of grey but white and black all around.

A real catch- 22 situation to be in! Do you visualize it too or does it remains unseen?  

paradox again!