
On the path of Living
It was 3 am in the morning. May be just had come from a movie. Another 2 hours to the dawn. Can write something or try to go to sleep to get up late for work. In this dilemma was observing, thinking, anticipating and imagining… things, people, behavior, world, religion and the universe, in total.
Suddenly a gust of emotions passed through my entire being. Suddenly I felt the limited time we have on this earth. Suddenly I felt how brief our encounters with each other, like a passing moment. If we can just feel that fleeting moment. I wanted to jump out of my bed… how to reach to that person.. How can I communicate.. How can I convey that how much I treasure that life… this moment.. These ever speeding days..
Now I feel if at any point of time, we as a collective species, have taken a wrong turn and never questioned it. Now we are running as fast as possible towards destroying the world we live in. When and how have we become our own enemy?
Running… Running…. Even without asking for what are we running so fast. What is the goal for we which we are sacrificing ourselves each moment? Since when our external world became everything for us? Since when have we stopped asking questions about our own identity? Since when the human part of “human being” has lost its value and identity?
Since when have we become so apathetic to each other? When was that time?
