They come along when least expected.. You smile, you laugh, you sing with joy. All is well, all's forgiven. A burden lifted, a heartache subsides.
No sooner had you begun to enjoy, the moment comes to an end.
The laughter dies, the merriment ends.
The moment is past. Will it return? Maybe, but not soon.
All that is left is a smile on your face. It keeps you going for some time.
Then, the smile fades.
And you yearn for another....
No joy left in life. All that one could look forward to now appears to be routine and obligatory.
Nothing can bring a smile upon the face.
The past seems glorious, the future bleak, the heart is heavy, mind is weak.
Concerns are aggravated, yet the bitterness doesn't let you worry. It frustrates.
There is no scope for victory, only motivation for revenge. One envies every other, even those who are pitiable.
Everything around you is normal, you are simply.... bitter.
It is said that there are 2 contrasting sorts of people. Those who take pleasure in speaking endlessly of themselves, the ego-centric, and those who are good listeners. Who would rather listen.
I disagree.
There are, of course, those who consider themselves to be the centre of the world. And then, there are those who are simply too shy or embarrassed to speak of themselves. The latter leave themselves with no option but to listen, unless one encourages them to speak.
If there truly exists one who prefers to listen with interest and without any egoistical motivation, that is no ordinary person.
How empty it feels inside to be absolutely emotionless..
One loses all joy in all that he cherishes, yet there is no sorrow.
There is no room for creativity. One loses his talent, even if temporary, and his ability to create art. One feels aimless and useless. But that is neither a moment of freedom, nor regret.
One loses his tensions, but there is no relief. One loses all fear, but there is no courage. No confidence.
Only emptiness.
What we want most in life or even at a point in time seems beyond grasp, and we are afraid to reach out for it lest our efforts fall short, circumstances do not permit or the time isn't right.. and we fall back empty-handed and in utmost disappointment.
If we do succeed in attaining what we wanted, we learn how well within reach it was all along. Or worse, it wasn't what we had thought it to be all along.
Often I find myself in awe of how there is a pattern followed around us that we cannot seem to violate.
When we develop within our minds a notion of how a forthcoming event is likely to proceed, what results is far different from what we had conceived. Not necessarily better or worse, only different.
A thought..
A drop of wisdom.... Once said, may be lost forever....
Many of us in conversation speak certain words that cross our mind in the heat of the moment, thoughts, that bear profound meaning. And then, we forget. Lost forever, never to be repeated.
Is it the law of nature? Are such passing thoughts simply meant to die? Or can they be written down and shared with the world? Thoughts that belong to regular people, you and me....
I explore.
