As I sit in the corner of my favorite sofa thinking while surfing through the past, I realize why the hell life meanders in the most obnoxious directions. All my life I’ve been very practical, been logical and ethical in my actions, have been compassionate and empathetic towards the world around me. I never believed in destiny because I believe in writing my own. But, Yes, I do believe in Karma, very strongly and that, that one lives the outcome in the very same life. It has been understood that life is an amalgamation of the most arid and varied series of pleasant/unpleasant incidences, which many a times makes one just sit and ponder about the mysteries of creation of such incidences. And it still remains a
mystery to me.
The sweet mellowness of being together in the most down-sided situation has been, I believe, a blessing but sad to say a past phase of life. When a vile intended escapade occurs, that to into a calm peaceful domain, it has the capability of disintegration, bringing in shallowness and also shattering the very existence of Good Karma. Such incidences makes one questioning the very existence of Life with Good Karma.
Life has shown the most abominable turns. But by far the most unacceptable one was when ‘He’ decided to steal away the one soul that loved, struggled, faced harshness from all angles but still had the courage to live it the right way. It was destined but it happened so of sudden and that too at a time when he was just beginning to Live Life. The most harmless peaceful soul that unfortunately had to suffer the pains of the unwanted… and then just decided to give-in to ‘His’ decision. A devastating truth of life that everyone comes face to face at one point in time, but always the most unreal fact.
As the law commends Life should go one… one can still try to move on despite the difficulty in acceptance. But when one has the incorrigible ready to explode with full vile intentions, how does one expect the victims of the circumstances to react or respond. A perfect melodrama, while and when the traveling soul is just about to rest in peace… what a shame. Such types have the audacity to be so inhumane that they forget the intensity and vulnerability of the situation. How do the shock-stricken souls think of surviving the rest of day/s with inner peace while still trying to adapt to their loss.
This makes one think… how does Good Karma result in Goodness… when one has to face the maliciousness of a consort to such an extent. Disrespecting the soul that has flown away, disregard to the fellow members and being as brutal with words as possible filling the air with atrocious negativity, suffocating all beings within the circumference. These types have no humility in character, no self-realization of the wrong doings…. one wonders how do they survive an entire lifetime or even live a day through with their heads held high, no regrets and with no shame at all.
Do the great preachers have an answer to this or do they still suggest the sufferers to go into a Buddha state and be calm, ignorant…. and just keep on living, grueling with the heart-wrenching memory of the episode. Once, smiling faces now frowned-forever faces look up for justifications, answers to the unsolved riddles. Do they really deserve this? Or is it the repercussion of the decision taken in-favor of adding life into existing ones with good soulful intentions…. or just being too humane…. or an effort to put a smile on the face of the good soul that suffers.
It’s so strange that one comes face to face to life-altering situations that have the power to transform the most optimistic ‘love to live’ soul into a melancholy, heart-broken, loner, being drifted towards the darkness. The struggle to stay afloat is indescribably immense. And it really saddens to be witness to it, helplessly and hopelessly. What is it? Is it being victim of your own Destiny, or suffering the outcome of your own Karma, good/bad…… OR platonic foolish human behaviors that make mankind suffer It’s suffer. It s difficult to say, really!
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