Why

Late Sunday evening, when people are heading to their beds and assuming that they will have another good week, I am still trying to find out the meaning of some questions. But it is always good to have the question, because they will provide you a new direction to proceed further.

Sometimes I don’t know why the things seem so strange,

Why the darkness outside doesn’t scare me anymore,

Why the perturbation inside doesn’t belong to the outside world,

Why my heart want someone to knock my door,

Why the empty roads are pretending to be alone,

Why they are not genuine, as long as it’s their life,

No one will put any allegation on them if they already have chosen their home,

Why the silence of night has untold stories inside,

Why the day is not as strong to get them in front of everyone,

Why they consider them as their best friend,

Why your shadow appears as someone else, and you try hard even though things are not good on your part to comprehend,

Why your mind wants to stay awake, and want to frame everything in a new way,

Why are you waiting for few things, which may not be yours?

And if you believe that they are just yours, then you may have to say,

Sometimes it happens; several questions are nagging up there with a list of so many “why”,

But it’s better to keep them aside and move ahead to find more, and tell them goodbye.