Life unfolds as a journey of aimless strides, time has abandoned faces, and shadows have lit souls. Just as a thunderclap fills an empty cave, the experience is void.
Why was life forced on me? Was I a formless, weightless speck before? What sin I committed to get this travail? Who will take me back to my earlier sinless state?
I realised meeting him on the road to the riverbank is no longer possible. However, on the road he had walked once, there was enough distance for me to cover.
The mind that constantly sways to the pulsating rhythms of others' desires eventually fractures and falls on the other, putting an end to each other's happiness.
He remained calm always because he never allowed worldly matters to seep into his private mental space, which he had reserved exclusively for divine contemplation.