The necessity of being human, pampered with immense power , enlightened with the hand of god and a road it should travel. A road it was always meant to follow , a road it is destined to take. Defying all that the nature has to offer , denying all the temptations that shall come along the way , the journey shall go in to the way that the history has written. One way , one goal , one destination , and it is too far. And the challenge in the fact that the nature that prevails and the possessed power stand in contradiction. A contradiction that can never be made right or turned the other way.But still it is fought. Not for the fact that it can possibly be changed somehow , but with the thought that it might make the road less travelled easier than in the way it had been travelled before. And the outcome... Fiasco.
The contradiction proves to be more strong than anything in life. And with it shall life move in the way whether acceptable or not. A lesson that is to be learnt. An acceptance that should have come a long time back. Acceptance of being the article that shall move towards the destined fair without a diversion , without a chance of being in the fight with contradiction. Until.... Until the power is released , until the things are right , until the commencement if a whole new story. A story of pain. Pain of going along without turning back. Without the thought of nature. Without the feelings that could maim the story. And most of all without love.
Far and far it should go, without the thought of being human , without the thought if having a soul. It should be but a corpse. A corpse doing what the thing called human is supposed to do. A corpse travelling along, the half of which is walking around , and the other half is on the ground. A fish taken out from water , struggling for life, until it dies , shall be the life of the corpse all along the way. Till it has reached where it's supposed to , until the power is released , until death itself brings it to life!!
The contradiction proves to be more strong than anything in life. And with it shall life move in the way whether acceptable or not. A lesson that is to be learnt. An acceptance that should have come a long time back. Acceptance of being the article that shall move towards the destined fair without a diversion , without a chance of being in the fight with contradiction. Until.... Until the power is released , until the things are right , until the commencement if a whole new story. A story of pain. Pain of going along without turning back. Without the thought of nature. Without the feelings that could maim the story. And most of all without love.
Far and far it should go, without the thought of being human , without the thought if having a soul. It should be but a corpse. A corpse doing what the thing called human is supposed to do. A corpse travelling along, the half of which is walking around , and the other half is on the ground. A fish taken out from water , struggling for life, until it dies , shall be the life of the corpse all along the way. Till it has reached where it's supposed to , until the power is released , until death itself brings it to life!!
