Travesties of life, burlesque incidents, gross happenings, all have a way of convincing the concious and the subconscious mind, they have in them the intrinsic ability to numb the soul and the body to dire vagaries of daily grind. Life, and what happens as life as time races on towards God knows what and where, keeps surprising us. Just as we take a deep breath and relax on reaching the top of the stairs, we are shown another ladder going up in some other direction, and we are left wondering as to what happened? and how?
Do we ever know what is going to happen next? Can we, with any probability predict the twists and turns life may or may not take? Apparently not, no, absolutely not! We are in a labyrinth, caught up in a maze doomed till we live to try and figure our way out or is it in? Till we have life in us we tend to apply ourselves to understand what is living, what are relationships, what makes us love some people and hate others, why this happens and that doesn't? What makes us who we are and what we are becoming? What makes us happy? What makes us sad and desperate? All these are questions we encounter over and over again. We basically want a trump over the events that we call 'my life' we want it to take place in a way we think is the best and in a sequence which syncs with our desires. I want life to happen the way I imagine it ought to so that I remain oblivious and immune to its adversities.
Up until now I believed life to be more exacting than giving, more stringent than easy...but now I feel I have arrived at a good place....finally. It is as though I have been walking through a harsh, barren, lonely desert and have at last found, by chance, by sheer luck or perhaps as a gift of the gods, an oasis, a refuge, a sanctuary. The question is can I accept it as reality or think of it a travesty?????
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