The Question
I'm sitting under a starry sky. One of those where the moonlight is enough to see everything around me on a mountain. Cool breeze is flowing and I just concentrate on the stars in the sky, twinkling in their charming way; lost in thoughts of nothing in particular.
Suddenly there is a pat on my back and I turn around. Obviously there's no one around and I try to put it behind as if it was just a thought not real. Again the pat, this time I can't let it go and talk to myself in the way I usually do. "I better not imagine this for a second time"
I sit there transfixed, a bit with apprehension and a lot with anxiousness. Then a voice comes " Did you find the answer yet then?". Something about the quality of the voice makes me relax and find it silly that I was scared of it in the first place.
" Oh, well I'm trying. The search is going well though. I'm happy about what I found till now." I answer.
" I'm glad you figured out the way to find it " it says.
" Thanks " I say and laugh silently thinking of the endless moments I was transfixed with the obsession to find the answer. The breeze blows again and I still have the smile on my face as I look up at the sky. I see a figure at the back this time waving and shouting my name.
"Lets go, dinner's done. And were you talking to yourself again"
Of all the things, there was no right way to answer this one.
(P.S: I remember wondering about the purpose of us being here. Then in one of those moments where things look a bit clear, here's a perspective I got. Its not you who is asking the question, its life asking you " so what meaning are you wanting to give me?" and you answer by trying to live it)
Suddenly there is a pat on my back and I turn around. Obviously there's no one around and I try to put it behind as if it was just a thought not real. Again the pat, this time I can't let it go and talk to myself in the way I usually do. "I better not imagine this for a second time"
I sit there transfixed, a bit with apprehension and a lot with anxiousness. Then a voice comes " Did you find the answer yet then?". Something about the quality of the voice makes me relax and find it silly that I was scared of it in the first place.
" Oh, well I'm trying. The search is going well though. I'm happy about what I found till now." I answer.
" I'm glad you figured out the way to find it " it says.
" Thanks " I say and laugh silently thinking of the endless moments I was transfixed with the obsession to find the answer. The breeze blows again and I still have the smile on my face as I look up at the sky. I see a figure at the back this time waving and shouting my name.
"Lets go, dinner's done. And were you talking to yourself again"
Of all the things, there was no right way to answer this one.
(P.S: I remember wondering about the purpose of us being here. Then in one of those moments where things look a bit clear, here's a perspective I got. Its not you who is asking the question, its life asking you " so what meaning are you wanting to give me?" and you answer by trying to live it)
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