Isn’t it surreal that a single moment, a single thought or a single decision has the potential to turn our lives upside down?
Life, indeed, is very strange. Everything seems so perplexing. It could be melancholic, and yet revitalising. We often find ourselves looking for peace in the midst of chaos. We wish to live a serene life but we are always surrounded by an aura of negativity.
Why is it that the language of hate, is boisterous but effective, and the language of love, tranquil but weak?
Why do we fail to appreciate the rectitude of a person but always succeed in breaking someone’s morale?
These unanswered questions really trouble me. The moment I deep dive into it, I realise I’m simply fighting an unending battle with my own self.
It’s quite astonishing to see the ‘invisible’ boundaries that we’ve created amongst us.
What’s even more surprising is how someone else’s actions could turn a caring person into a stoic one.
Fear has enclosed my mind like the wall of Kremlin.
My heart now, is nothing but a graveyard for the thoughts that I’ve buried really very deep.
Life at this point is mundane. Nothing really sweetens my day anymore. The nights have never been so lonely before. My mind begs another question, the most important of all : What exactly is the purpose of my life?
And this very question has afflicted me the most, to put it mildly.