Tuesday, 17 January 2012

The mystery of my Life

We hardly know the value of life and love until we have that unexpected and tragic accident that completely changes the course of our life or unless we really get into the realities of being that crap who seems to be left all alone behind. The perceptions we have to life all changes then and that's when we really get into knowing the very ground realities of what life really is.

Life is fragile and it is one thing called LOVE that enriches and keeps it rigid and going..It gives the strength, the motivation and inspiration and best of all the HOPE, because even without anything but with hope, there is still some space somewhere in life. It beams the dimer light to a brighter one, and lightens the shadowed and darkness. It ignites very little spark into mighty flaring flame of fire.Thats the beauty of hope.But once gone,it is very difficult to revive,and so many prices are to be paid along. It is not that easy to get and not that easy to lose as well. May be its the only reason i am clinging right now. Even the love is secondary to hope. Love comes after the hope and leaves before too. Although the love has all the miracles of qualities to display, it is the hope that retains  and  if it is gone it is only with hope that it could be revived!.

Nothing in life is tethered, because everyone is but a free bird in their own way.Everyone has that right to fly and land. We can either fly to fright. or fly to a flawless field. It is right under our own hand, although the decisions we make have repercussions as well. The demarcations and the boundaries we create are just the demonstrations of anything being subjected to limitations and downfall. when the tide of exact time comes nothing can be barred or resisted. Sometimes life seems to just like cracking joke; a joke being cracked and everyone being fascinated and captured by that. The reactions to that joke just depends on how well its being cracked and the silent meaning behind. Most of us hardly think of that sarcastic meaning that a joke has because we are easily lured and deceived. Remember every joke has but secret truth behind.


I ask myself sometime: Do i really know what Love is or what Life is?  Am i ready to lose before i care about something? Is there someone willing from heart to shed tears if i do? Am i alone? And the good thing is the answers to questions we ask ourselves are but the very answers we might  want to get  from others. The answers are just within.