There will be a night, when i won't be sitting with a cup of tea. Half-asleep, half-awake. where my insubstantial worries would have evaporated into the unknown, without leaving a trace, the thoughts that i never spoke of will stay confined within a body that would be useless to the world. and until that time comes. I will pursue. I will look for meaning. i will struggle . I will live.
''Let there be light'' ''Kun-fayakun" ''The Big-bang'' Oh Look. I don't know how it happened, but I am here.
maybe thats why we are meaning making being
ReplyDeleteThey say that sometimes we have to endure in order prevail.. We all have nights like these. Your words remind me of a painting called the 'Nighthawks' by Edward Hopper; you can feel the sense of loneliness and alienation. I empathise with your words and feel your sadness.
ReplyDeleteBe well dear friend (I've always belived that you have to go through the hard time to appriciate the good times).