WHY ?

I often wonder why we were born on this planet (perhaps there exists a better one) to embroil through this sojourn called life, brought into this place by two of those of a different genre and the reasons behind the same may not be as simple as it appears to be at the surface level. You may think as to why suddenly this brainwave flushed o this fellow’s mind. My answer to those who feel so is, whatever we are currently doing we will do it better by knowing so much more about ourselves. We are not involved in a wild goose chase, the stakes are high and there is only one round we can fire at this game called life. Even those who supposedly hit the bull’s eye aren’t remembered always and so it might be only logical to strive to make a mark for ourselves. If you do agree with me, how we leave behind a trail good enough for it to last long, let us find out.

As I started to jolt down the above said lines I had no idea as to what I was actually unto. Have I already made my point? Is there a glow in your face, a sparkle in your eyes that I can spot of you having it recognized? Yes change is what my thoughts are all about. It is easy to ask to do so but hard to put into practice what we actually want to. The answer lies in questioning, thrashing your mind to the point that makes you crib why you don’t do so, to push to the limit the tolerance of asking yourself why and finally the breakdown after that saturation point and give way to new and refreshing modern ideas according to which you wanted to remodel yourself. Going that extra mile beyond what ordinary mortals do will fetch for it for you. The metamorphism will for sure take time but do not lose heart. Perhaps this way I seemed to have found the answer to the query I initially posed. The answer to life lies in discovery. The probability is that the creator apart from bringing to the fore all other entities in this realm of existence wanted to have his own way of fun by forming two kinds of the same class albeit poles apart with some extra Grey matter and sit back and relax to see how his manipulations tinker with whatever they are blessed with to reason out and interpret why they were meant to be so. And to find the answer to that doubt of mine I have made you read all these lines (honestly did you do that?). It is my way of doing things. Shutters…