The silence of the night opens up
all new questions. The questions that intrigue you but converge in a complete
sense of oblivion. What would be there if not this? And even worse, why not
this if this? In these scattered thoughts, random yet precise, I really feel,
am I up for it? Life hasn't been fair lately, although I am still wondering
what “fairness” implies. People, situations, events are a part of life, or are
they life itself? And if this is life, then is fairness dead? These circles of
dilemmas run into ever-expansive horizons, for the nature of life is mystery.
And if it is so, it is all worth it?
To sum up, the things that happen
in our lives, no matter how ‘’just’ or “unjust” they may seem like, happen for
a reason. For all that happens in the world, happens in the mind. And the mind
with its 6th sense and intuition, knows what we don’t know and yet
is a part of us. So is it situations that drive us, or vice-versa? Are we ever
so helpless when approached with a certain set of circumstances, or their lies
a power in us to etch out “our way” in the mess? It is the “heartbreak” that defines
our life, or is it our interpretation of “a heartbreak” that does so?
It is extremely reassuring to
assume that circumstances drive you, but it is even more gratifying to know
that always and precisely always, you are above your circumstances. The world
is replete with such examples, and all one needs is to open our mind, and
interpret. There is a reason that life moves “forward”, no matter what happens.
And if it was for learning, there couldn’t be a better example.
So, is it these questions that
define our life, or our answers that do? To sum up, there may be a hundred
answers to “Is it worth it, really?”, but it is yours and only your answer that
matters.
