Some Words, Broken Words

I am writing these words while sitting near the open exit door of a moving train while I am going to Rawalpindi from Lahore. These are just a few thoughts going across my mind about a thing people call LIFE.

They say that life is a straight road, then they again change it to, It’s a Y cross of two roads of which you can choose one, a right one about which they say that it’s going to be really difficult in the start with gradual increase in the difficulties and then it’s going to be very easy. The other option for any one according to them is what they call a wrong path, a shinny, charming easy looking road which enclose grave horrors in it.

This is what the people say, I have a different opinion.

In my opinion, this life is a labyrinth, a snarl a maze where you keep wandering around and around to just see that you are at the same place from where you started. Same alleys, same options, same confusions, same people, Just in different shape, dress and tones. With the change of appearance you can easily identify that it is all concordant from the inside. You are always on the same Y cross, having same choices with same boundary conditions, with the same conversations and with the same promises. Nothing really changes here.

You try to fight, you try to run away, but you can never win or get away from it. no one has ever been able to run away from life or to win from what they call “Your Luck”. This is such a maze which has no way out of it, you just have to run all through it, and you have to bear it. You can fight if you want to, but believe me you cannot win.

Another interesting fact about this thing “Life” in my perception is that it also offers you the choice of fight only once. If you choose not to stand down and fight then you have to fight as there is no turning back. Once a fighter, always a fighter. Then no matter how much you cry, how much you shout, how many injuries you survive, you got to fight bro.

This is life, and it ensures its own rules to be followed.

Self regime, self confidence, “Tu Nahi Or Sahi, Or Nahi Or Sahi”, “Ma Life, Ma Rule” chill life, no tension, these words just look nice on paper or on the bike decals. They do not have to do shit with the real life.

Wo jo Zindage bantate phirte hain, khud aik pal ki bhek mangte phirte hain.

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