I pen this down with thoughts running wild in my head. I have questions that are unanswered and I hope they will remain at that.
I believe in God and his creations, but I doubt the intentions of his creations.
I believe in God and his creations, but I doubt the intentions of his creations.
When did we get the power to decide what is wrong or right?
When did we mere mortals get empowered with the authority to criticize someone else’s life and their decisions?
When did we mere mortals get empowered with the authority to criticize someone else’s life and their decisions?
Why does everything in life have to be so calculated?
Why do we have a sense of paranoia of loosing what we have?
How come someone else’s life becomes fodder for gossip but when it comes to your’s your hurt?
How come life’s become so twisted the its getting harder day by day to untangle it.
When did we stop living our lives and started running after it?
I am told that the reason we have categorized things as good or bad is cause we want to find a pattern in our lives. That these patterns give us a sense of security and that these bring us some sought of solace. But I do not want these designs, do only definite patterns make a pretty picture.
Why were we stopped and told to colour within the lines?
When I see random splash of colours I see madness, nothing about it looks wrong to me but it is not acceptable.
Love is pure and forgiving, and it is supposed to be the most honest sense of feeling.
But how did it get categorized, why did we give this amazing feeling names and termed it as relationships. When you see a baby you just love that child, that love has no name, there are no expectations. I wonder if God Almighty had ever thought of all this when he instilled in us the ability to love.
Why can’t love remain pure with no give and takes?
When I look up to the sky I wonder why is it that it seems so different during the day but it is filled with riots of twinkling dots during the night. We have the same eyes don’t we, but we don’t see those shimmering dots during the bright daylight.
That’s how life is. Everything around is the same, but we just see it differently at different times. We say people change, things change but in reality I believe that everybody starts perceiving things differently to meet their needs.
I don’t seek answers cause I believe no one has them, cause when someone does answer you its their way of comforting themselves. I want to break out of norms and soar away, may be I will, and may be I wont. But no one can stop me from hoping cause I believe there is something called ‘leap on faith’ and that is where my hope lies.
Why do we have a sense of paranoia of loosing what we have?
How come someone else’s life becomes fodder for gossip but when it comes to your’s your hurt?
How come life’s become so twisted the its getting harder day by day to untangle it.
When did we stop living our lives and started running after it?
I am told that the reason we have categorized things as good or bad is cause we want to find a pattern in our lives. That these patterns give us a sense of security and that these bring us some sought of solace. But I do not want these designs, do only definite patterns make a pretty picture.
Why were we stopped and told to colour within the lines?
When I see random splash of colours I see madness, nothing about it looks wrong to me but it is not acceptable.
Love is pure and forgiving, and it is supposed to be the most honest sense of feeling.
But how did it get categorized, why did we give this amazing feeling names and termed it as relationships. When you see a baby you just love that child, that love has no name, there are no expectations. I wonder if God Almighty had ever thought of all this when he instilled in us the ability to love.
Why can’t love remain pure with no give and takes?
When I look up to the sky I wonder why is it that it seems so different during the day but it is filled with riots of twinkling dots during the night. We have the same eyes don’t we, but we don’t see those shimmering dots during the bright daylight.
That’s how life is. Everything around is the same, but we just see it differently at different times. We say people change, things change but in reality I believe that everybody starts perceiving things differently to meet their needs.
I don’t seek answers cause I believe no one has them, cause when someone does answer you its their way of comforting themselves. I want to break out of norms and soar away, may be I will, and may be I wont. But no one can stop me from hoping cause I believe there is something called ‘leap on faith’ and that is where my hope lies.
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2 comments:
Pure and Unadulterated thoughts.
Thats what they are ...
Nice Post ...
"We say people change, things change but in reality I believe that everybody starts perceiving things differently to meet their needs" --- Bahut achche .. Well said.
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