I have often wondered about the infallibility of time. Its ability to go on and on with or without us. Like an arrow shot from a cosmic bow, it is traveling since eternity towards an unknown target on a journey which seems to be neverending. And we are just a passenger on this train, for a moment, and then our journey will end and turn to the dust like everyone else did before us. Which then begs the question – what is our purpose on this planet, what is our purpose in this life?
We are, nothing, but a grain in a vast vast desert that has neither a beginning nor an end. Once you study the universe, you realize how small everything is. Even the biggest of our imagination is embarrassing when compared to the full scale of this universe. Everything dwarfs-the earth, the sun, and the galaxies -when we go farther into the cosmic scale.
Time and Space -the two dimensions of realities
that belittle everything we have seen and everything there is.
Still, such mortal human heart and mind are, that we cling on to the smallest of things, and the pettiest of issues. Our minds replaying the insignificant and the trivialities as if they mean something, that they could put a dent in this universe.
We cry for their words and then we cry for their silences.
Our lives are just a veil making us believe that we are not meaningless.
But then how do we justify our existence if we can only live a life that is inconsequential when compared to the eons that have gone by? And all that what we can do are the things that are trivial and irrelevant that can hardly put a scratch on the time-space continuum.
How do we justify the eighty summers and eighty winters that we are given?
How do we bring a meaning to this life that questions purpose and a meaning?
I have seen people with all the success in this world –
A high paying job, and a trophy wife,
In a Louis Vuitton Suit, adoring a Hermes Tie.
A car that turns more heads per minute than its engine.
A house that can house hundreds of others and still be vacant.
But look closely, even they are plagued by the void that plagues the man walking on the road with tattered clothes and an empty belly -loneliness, craving for love, dissatisfaction. For a fleeting moment all the materialism create an illusion of satisfaction, but only for a fleeting second.
The point is even all this money is not the panacea. For money and material possessions will not give what you were looking in the first place -contentment. The successful stars whom people envy give up theirs, people living in palaces give up all comforts to travel distant lands.
So where it is, the contentment, the happiness? Where can I find this? What is the purpose of my existence on this planet?
I am too young and immature to answer this.
But I have felt that there are moments when we really love what we are doing, or are with someone whom we really love -it is then we live life, even for that single moment, but we really live, when the outside world zones out, all its chatter becomes a distant dream, when our mind and body transcends the physical three dimensions and move to a higher plane, where there is only realization -without the confining chains of words and the mockery of rational explanations -where we are so lost in that something or that someone that our whole attention -conscious and subconscious -becomes one, like a singularity, and then time slows down, every moment lingers for eternity and we live a lifetime in each second spent in that moment.
In love there is the secret to satisfaction,
in it is the elixir of life and of contentment.
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