Every moment I ask “Where do you lead me, Oh ! my life ?”
I see not a way that you take me through but a tunnel of uncertainity
Eerie are your these ways, gloomy now are the days………
I look for an explanation, I look for a hope
Life seems like a fountain rising from a point and vanishing into mist somewhere.
I look for answers to my questions but all I get are hints scattered everywhere.
I find hints in their frolic, in their despair
In their appreciation, in their rejection
I gather those pieces of hints in my solitary moments,
Looking upon life in a new light, that I have never seen ever before,
Studying those patterns that life quietly stitches in the fabric of my destiny,
Dwelling in my space of solace amidst the surrounding cacophony.