for this write up i choose the title as a question, rather a question which crosses everyone’s mind so it did cross my mind as well. I defined it in my terms, my experiences, my take. Hope you all add to it, pour in your words through comments.
what is life..???? as i lie around asking this question again & again, but getting no answer. A question that has haunted me for years and perhaps it will haunt for many more to come.
Some say life is a journey, relish it.
life is a drink, get intoxicated.
life is a drug, get addicted.
I say life is transitory, a bitch who will ditch. it makes me rather flabbergasted as to what extend can human beings go. sometimes it becomes so difficult to understand as to how we feel, what others matter to us. it is sad that i have to listen this melancholic song called life. It forms a lump in the throat which is hard to swallow & impossible to blurt out. A poison entered my body which is killing my soul, my very existence. it lie all tattered & shattered and broken into millions of pieces.
i am trying to collect them but I fail.
A witch has casted a spell, which never lets me rectify a shell.
I wander wander lonely & abandoned through this never ending hell.
may be it is just me, may be everyone feels something like this but a voice says mine is worst, another says look around you, there is more misery more deep set sadness engraved in every bit of human flesh. i still say mine is worst…
whether we accept or reject, embrace or disgrace, the hard part is ‘life goes on’