Few seconds of Life

Time seems long and short in one’s life. With an exception of few seconds, life all in all seems just endurance. Endure struggle for a few seconds of pleasure and relief and then start again. Fight against nature, both internal and external and then live a few moments.

If time itself didn’t provide the pain and cure as well, I guess it would have been mankind’s biggest challenge. By some great mercy, it all comes to end for both the sufferer and the one who enjoyed life. Why choose to describe life between suffering and pleasure when the cycle inevitably cancels out or averages out all in the end.

With all the universe inside a human soul, what is time to a soul? There must be a soul that controls the faculty of mind and its peripherals. If time itself is a resource then the soul must be over and above this resource. The only matter is subjected to time and therefore, we have a greater purpose. Otherwise, all this just doesn’t make sense.

Time is the greatest friend and enemy of mankind and no wonder the Almighty swears by the time, that man will lose ultimately, unless he endures with steadfastness. Such beautiful analogy. With all its perfection provides ease to my thoughts, my mind, and my soul is at ease.

the purpose

another period of wait and struggle with my lazy nature with just sitting and starring in endless realms of my mind where story after story materializes. asking questions and what if scenarios drown my sense of reality and gets my spiraling thoughts of worry and concern for my close ones and many times for the people in general…

i know my overall purpose of life thankfully but don’t know the specifics. as the purpose i know is all encompassing and mercifully allows for much.

my mind is tired of uncertainty and fear of losing loved ones and i know i am not in control. there is no sense of security and certainty. the time passed by so quick i thought i always had time to prepare.

i wanted to build an impenetrable fortress with freedom to fly anywhere within and without this world. self-sufficient in every way where me and my loved ones will live forever… Or at-least the times that would remain forever till I die before anyone of the others. future brought a lot of freedom but took away the age of my loved ones. if i knew such steep costs i wouldn’t have grown. unfortunately, my end is not in my hands.

but then my purpose is known to me then why fight. perhaps if i was taught the loved ones will not remain forever and nothing will i would have taken the last three decades to grow-up accepting this inevitable fact.

i am weak and need constant support and words of reassurance of my purpose. the volatility of my thoughts tires me. endless thoughts and lethargic pace of physical realm drains my energy. i could always read and learn new things and increase my skills, i suppose more positive way of looking at things. this would be more productive.

i should not rely on people, close ones or just friends as none can be expected to get me any security. i don’t know the One who provides ultimate security has plans for me. i hope He does