The Waiting….is never ending…never ending
The very purpose of life is a platform that keeps us waiting from birth till death. The souls quest never ends. Waiting is a very painful ordeal, sometimes boring and unbearable. But what to do? One has no choice. It may some times get delayed, but ultimately one day one has to board it. Every moment, every day ; every month with every tick of the clock one has to wait to see one want/desire getting accomplished and one still keeps waiting for the next…next…next… The waiting is unending. Until the mundanely existence mingles into the dust of the earth, the great saviour & reservoir of our souls. Does not one feel one is only getting wasted, cheated and corroded till one breathes his last breath. The body breaks down to finally collapse. Life till death is a sojourn of waiting. Waiting for some one, some somebody to arrive & pick up us for oblivion like the palanquin bearers carrying carrying one to the altar of one’s bride and the palbearers carrying one’s soul to the burial ground to put one to flames. The thirst is never lost.