We get used to the pain. First, we reject everything, we feel miserable about it, but eventually, we give up and accept the things the way they are. Sometimes, our hearts don’t get completely satisfied and there is always a void which we find difficult to handle.
Humans have childish nature. We think that shutting our eyes down from the reality would make things better .We try to fill voidness with things which seem beautiful from the outside only. We tend to make ourselves happy with ephemeral objects.
We think that we could forget our inner loss with something deceitful in nature. We don’t stop ourselves from going into the pit of materialism. The more we become empty, the more we try to lean against the cracked walls.
And, finally those walls knock us to the ground. We start blaming the walls for our downfall. But, no one takes the blame .We have to stand alone in the hell which was created by our own hands. Life becomes the only reason we start loving death.
Everything fails to satisfy us. Numbness creeps into our souls. In a chaotic crowd, we stand alone, deaf and blind. It seems we don’t belong to any place or to anyone. Our souls always drag us to somewhere else. We keep on wandering until we find a path where there is some hope and some light. This is the time in our lives, when impossible becomes possible.
We find our Creator. Each one us stands alone in front of Allah. Everything starts revolving between us and our God. It is us and The Healer. It is us and The Giver. That’s how we get to know the boundaries of our vision and intellect. That’s how we all get to know the limitedness of our world and infiniteness of His kingdom.
Mujhe Yeh Shikwa Ke Tu RuBaru Kyun Nahi,
Usse Yeh Maan Ke Mujhe Dhoondh Ke Mill.
Rebellious 