Life was always surprising and wonderful that it was vague all the way…
But still I am curious, anxious… holding to my doubts and notions while watching its play!
Whats, Whys & Whens
What is the role of efforts in a life?
When everything is fixed, already
For what purpose do I hold my hope?
When nothing matters
Why should I wait for happiness?
When it leads to sad, gradually
Why should I compete?
When I start from where the others left
And there exist no identical tracks
Why must I stay consistent?
In this pliable path of life
Why everything seems so varied?
What should I consider holy?
When every creation is from the same source
What is the purpose of my offerings
Who am I to offer
When I own nothing and owes everything…