Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Lonely ...am so lonely


Life keeps on operating at its own pace. It keeps on ageing every day, every minute and every second and nano second the clock chimes. All that we are left with is a story to tell.
For some the story is about how successful they have been throughout their life – personally and professionally while for some it is a story of hunting, hunted and being haunted. The time limit for all of us is the same – 24 hours in day, the year and the days in the calendar are also the same, but what matters for us is how they are framed and structured by the one whom we revere as God. The only event that is differently set for all of us is the final destination – death!
It’s never the same.
There may be many tsunamis’ arranged at every step or there may be a slide to let you glide to your destination.  That’s fate and at times something what we call as luck! Once we reach a particular destination, what are we left with when we are not absorbed with what we should be in our respective fields of discipline? Even a CEO of an organization would be feeling it.
It’s Loneliness.
It is something which perhaps every living being would be feeling when suddenly the world around it stops ticking!  It pinches more than a new shoe.
You don’t need to feel lonely only when someone you are close to leaves you or in simple words, divorces you in every way possible. Loneliness is a feeling which comes to you even when you are close to your loved ones or perhaps sleeping on your mother’s lap.
One may well argue that loneliness will be felt by the people who may have many desires or dreams unfulfilled. What I feel is that even a man or a lady with every desire fulfilled also may feel loneliness at some point of time or the other. Life is not a calendar of events preplanned nor is the mind that ticks every nano second – at times faster than a lightning and at times slower than a donkey’s. Hence even if there is a life free from desires there still may be a void left unattended which would lead one to loneliness.

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