Boredom had struck me to the core ...life was nothing but a whisper hard to be heard....was it that I never bothered to hear the music or was it that I had started humming to a distant tune??..........Time did definitely answer my doubts. The toughest job to be done is to start exploring your life that you have already lived to find a lantern of hope for the future. I know I have wandered to the unknown lands and the only way of survival is getting acquainted with time. There was a time when I said " life is too short to be lived " but now I murmur "why live a long life with no moments to be cherished ".The scramble that I have to face now brings tears in me but its tough to know even emotions have betrayed me .A pain runs through my head pricking the corners of laughter which I shared with people in whom I had found my life. I realize I have started living a life which is never mine. Oh I crave "what if I had moments in this stolen life left to be lived ".It is like the fruit bearing tree pleading to the little fruit," don't grow fast, I will have to let go off your hand once you grow big as I wont be able to bear your weight " but this little fruit in its early prime ignores the mother and grows big as if the world is to be conquered and when the mother lets go off the hand as it cant bear the weight, this little fruit looks for the first time from the ground and realizes what a big fall it has had. At certain times its the set backs that teaches and makes one realize that his/her position in theirs and others life. It seems I learned mine........................
