भावनांच्या बंधनात अडकावेसे वाटत होते त्या वेड्या मनास . सुखाच्या मेहफिलीत हरवून, बेभान. कल्पनांचे कल्लोळ होतेच साथीला निष्ठावान. अथांग समुद्राला जसा किनाऱ्याचा अट्टाहास. एखादा रोमांचक अनुभव मोहरून नेणारा असा होता तो आभास . जणु हृदयालाच आव्हाहन देण्याची एक सराईत चाल. आणि सगळे डावपेच करणार होते बुद्धीला निःशस्त्र आणि निराधार.
A place to feel intimidated, to let you know that you are just a tiny spec, all engrossed in our own worldly wars. But, the truth is we deny to look around, to understand that there can be so many other things that are running unanimously to make our universe so warm and cozy. Just some self introspection and the reality dawns upon - we are minuscules all trying to fit in!
Share a dream they have always said, Couple it with efforts they have said, But, little they have mentioned about keeping the faith. Hope is one thread that is all left when, the efforts have been exhausted, And the situation seems to seep out of hands. When all the diligence seems to fall apart. But, why is it so difficult to continue to have faith? To keep going when you know the end of the tunnel is far away? To take the leap of faith irrespective of the situations and notions? To shun the clutter surrounding the mind? To tear every other criticism that comes our way? I wonder is it because, we think that we have lost out on our luck? We start building up prejudices against ourselves? We start maligning our own attempts and ultimately have the soul faltered? We start believing that we have nothing to offer? We gave up even before reaching the pinnacle? Irrespective of all the passive pessimism I...
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