We born, we crawl, v grow, we connect,
v start understanding, then v become mature or sometimes not.
If mature then pushed, pushed enough to handle .
Yes to handle the uncertainties,
some time estimated and mostly surprised.
In both the cases v mortals have been thought
to become perfect to fight ,not to surrender, not to give up,
not to cry, not to express, not to be the one we are
but to be the one we are not.
Is that the definition of living?
or may be the definition of surviving?
M confused or is that an art of survival for living?
V human are just a living thing, waiting to die someday.
Oohh wait..!! no no that's not possible
I guess v have forgotten that v r not immortal.
All these thoughts are flowing inside since I have visited a funeral of my closed one.
I often think where do we want to reach ? what are we chasing?
I guess I know we always want to be in a cocoon of comfort followed by a sequel of betray, conspiracy, exploitation, revenge, obsession and the acts of selfishness.
But in real we are chasing our own deed what an irony, isn't it??
v start understanding, then v become mature or sometimes not.
If mature then pushed, pushed enough to handle .
Yes to handle the uncertainties,
some time estimated and mostly surprised.
In both the cases v mortals have been thought
to become perfect to fight ,not to surrender, not to give up,
not to cry, not to express, not to be the one we are
but to be the one we are not.
Is that the definition of living?
or may be the definition of surviving?
M confused or is that an art of survival for living?
V human are just a living thing, waiting to die someday.
Oohh wait..!! no no that's not possible
I guess v have forgotten that v r not immortal.
All these thoughts are flowing inside since I have visited a funeral of my closed one.
I often think where do we want to reach ? what are we chasing?
I guess I know we always want to be in a cocoon of comfort followed by a sequel of betray, conspiracy, exploitation, revenge, obsession and the acts of selfishness.
But in real we are chasing our own deed what an irony, isn't it??
