Ive always wondered…why are we here??? It sounds like a very staid question …like something that is spoken about in shallow conversations with unknown people to make one sound cool in social do s.
As patent as it may sound…this is something that has always intrigued the human mind which seeks to question everything. You never see a leopard trying to analyze why the moon is full or why it isn’t there…it just uses the moon light or the lack of it to hunt. But humans have understood the moon (or tried to), why it waxes, why it wanes, shroud it in a veil of mystery, made it god and have even touched it’s scarred surface!
Me, being a classical example of a human, also have a perennial question mark in my head. Millions of questions run through my head…some pursued till they are answered, some buried under a pile of “must be because….”, or some just left to be answered on a later date. Similarly, ‘Why are we here’ was a question which I had kept in the “must be because….” category where the because kept changing.
I would wonder, what was the purpose of life anyways……if we are going to die…why do we want so desperately to have a part of us to survive, a desperation which drives us so single mindedly to reproduce????? We are born, we die and in that process, go through our own strife something which none of us is spared from. We lose love, we find love, we have hope and then give up on it completely. Each one of us goes through the same thing which is ironically uniquely different for each one of us. Then why…what is it that we gain, what is it that drives us to make our children go through the same thing???
Well, I guess it’s about the experience. It’s what we feel throughout it all that makes us want to live on…wanting to feel and to share what we feel with those closest to us, to share wonder and amazement which intertwines our life, where every moment feels so powerful like the moment when a man and women, together feel the kick of their unborn child for the first time and stare at each other, with wonder in their eyes and whisper”did u feel that!!”
Al through our life, we are immersed in sensations, where we experience a myriad of feelings, each leaving a mark on us and carving out of the shapeless form of our mind, a beautiful sculpture of our soul.
I have, in my life, experienced some of the most indescribable feelings…some so intense…that they have made me scream , and some so intense….that they left me stunned!! The joy of birth where I celebrated every moment, the sorrow of death which I could do nothing about. The helplessness when I could do something but didn’t, the strength in moments when I couldn’t do anything and didn’t even try. The flutter of dreams in my tummy just waiting to fly out and the comfort of having my dreams come true. The warmth of the tears someone has cried for me, the coldness of the love some people have felt for me, the darkness of the sunny day and the light at the end of the darkest days. The reassurance in a child’s smile, the complete hopelessness of a man’s promise, the jabbing pain of someone’s words, the soothing balm of someone’s tears.
Ive never felt life more strongly than what I felt this weekend. I was staring at a mountain bathed in the light of the setting sun, the wind was running it’s fingers through my hair, my soul was comfortably resting in my arms and I was inhaling his essence with every breath when at that very instant I felt a deep satisfaction in my soul and a thought just flashed through my mind …this is why….this is why god wants me to live, so that I can experience the pure joy life has in store for me in moments such as these..
As patent as it may sound…this is something that has always intrigued the human mind which seeks to question everything. You never see a leopard trying to analyze why the moon is full or why it isn’t there…it just uses the moon light or the lack of it to hunt. But humans have understood the moon (or tried to), why it waxes, why it wanes, shroud it in a veil of mystery, made it god and have even touched it’s scarred surface!
Me, being a classical example of a human, also have a perennial question mark in my head. Millions of questions run through my head…some pursued till they are answered, some buried under a pile of “must be because….”, or some just left to be answered on a later date. Similarly, ‘Why are we here’ was a question which I had kept in the “must be because….” category where the because kept changing.
I would wonder, what was the purpose of life anyways……if we are going to die…why do we want so desperately to have a part of us to survive, a desperation which drives us so single mindedly to reproduce????? We are born, we die and in that process, go through our own strife something which none of us is spared from. We lose love, we find love, we have hope and then give up on it completely. Each one of us goes through the same thing which is ironically uniquely different for each one of us. Then why…what is it that we gain, what is it that drives us to make our children go through the same thing???
Well, I guess it’s about the experience. It’s what we feel throughout it all that makes us want to live on…wanting to feel and to share what we feel with those closest to us, to share wonder and amazement which intertwines our life, where every moment feels so powerful like the moment when a man and women, together feel the kick of their unborn child for the first time and stare at each other, with wonder in their eyes and whisper”did u feel that!!”
Al through our life, we are immersed in sensations, where we experience a myriad of feelings, each leaving a mark on us and carving out of the shapeless form of our mind, a beautiful sculpture of our soul.
I have, in my life, experienced some of the most indescribable feelings…some so intense…that they have made me scream , and some so intense….that they left me stunned!! The joy of birth where I celebrated every moment, the sorrow of death which I could do nothing about. The helplessness when I could do something but didn’t, the strength in moments when I couldn’t do anything and didn’t even try. The flutter of dreams in my tummy just waiting to fly out and the comfort of having my dreams come true. The warmth of the tears someone has cried for me, the coldness of the love some people have felt for me, the darkness of the sunny day and the light at the end of the darkest days. The reassurance in a child’s smile, the complete hopelessness of a man’s promise, the jabbing pain of someone’s words, the soothing balm of someone’s tears.
Ive never felt life more strongly than what I felt this weekend. I was staring at a mountain bathed in the light of the setting sun, the wind was running it’s fingers through my hair, my soul was comfortably resting in my arms and I was inhaling his essence with every breath when at that very instant I felt a deep satisfaction in my soul and a thought just flashed through my mind …this is why….this is why god wants me to live, so that I can experience the pure joy life has in store for me in moments such as these..
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