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"And so does it end here? Has the song ended? Does the wind blow no more? Is this the blind alley? Do the lights go out now? is it the last night the moon will ever shine on us? Oh! do tell me, will the birds chirp no more? Will the earth move no more and will the clouds gather no more? Will the blood rush no more and will there be Love no more?"
"No, nothing is finished, yet?"
"Has it not? But why does it not? Why should it not? I wonder why. I wonder why."
"Because it is not destined to be so."
Ah destiny! I know destiny. I have seen destiny. I have touched destiny and I have been with destiny. I know its face and I know its heart. Yes, Yes, I have actually been with it. How unlucky! Or how lucky....... Listen, I will tell you a story, a story of a man who was in love with life and then, all of a sudden he was indifferent to it and wondered why the wheel kept on spinning. No , no, he did not fall ill, but a much stronger force drove him to that state. Yes now you have guessed right. it was DEATH ....................
but the irony of it was that he did not die himself. Do you think that death is the sudden halting of the rushing of blood and of the transmission of waves in the brain, the turning cold of a body? No death, my naive friend, is the gloom you are thrown into when a loved one's heart stop beating ,is the helplessness you feel when a dear one goes away, into the land beyond and you are left
wondering why you were not given a call instead of him/her. That is death, that is the indifference that the man in the story felt. Well, you are not worried, eh? You think your time has not come yet? I admire your wishful thinking. Come, bring your ear near my lips and I will whisper a secret to you, a secret to a more soothing life. You are also followed by the shadow of the Dark, you are also walking to that borderline separating the surface and the underground. You are all the while moving towards it. So take my advice and do not linger on, in the dark night, away from your real self, the self you were born with. Do not lose track and keep that blind end in mind. the forest is thick and dark, with demons thirsty for you blood, beasts ready to..."
"What is the problem?" Are you not feeling well? Why don't you talk?"
"Oh, my mind wanders away. it has been happening for the some time now. I feel dizzy. But back to what i was saying,
you know ....."
"Wait, why do you keep walking? Stop, I can't keep pace with you. Halt, dear, that is a blind alley. I don't see any door you can walk through. What is driving you there ? you will hurt yourself. Oh! I see. But, let me go. You can't leave me here, alone, desolate, heartbroken. I shall listen and act on every word you say. Oh, wait, please, do wait. No ..." In vain. "And i wonder why."
"No, nothing is finished, yet?"
"Has it not? But why does it not? Why should it not? I wonder why. I wonder why."
"Because it is not destined to be so."
Ah destiny! I know destiny. I have seen destiny. I have touched destiny and I have been with destiny. I know its face and I know its heart. Yes, Yes, I have actually been with it. How unlucky! Or how lucky....... Listen, I will tell you a story, a story of a man who was in love with life and then, all of a sudden he was indifferent to it and wondered why the wheel kept on spinning. No , no, he did not fall ill, but a much stronger force drove him to that state. Yes now you have guessed right. it was DEATH ....................
but the irony of it was that he did not die himself. Do you think that death is the sudden halting of the rushing of blood and of the transmission of waves in the brain, the turning cold of a body? No death, my naive friend, is the gloom you are thrown into when a loved one's heart stop beating ,is the helplessness you feel when a dear one goes away, into the land beyond and you are left
wondering why you were not given a call instead of him/her. That is death, that is the indifference that the man in the story felt. Well, you are not worried, eh? You think your time has not come yet? I admire your wishful thinking. Come, bring your ear near my lips and I will whisper a secret to you, a secret to a more soothing life. You are also followed by the shadow of the Dark, you are also walking to that borderline separating the surface and the underground. You are all the while moving towards it. So take my advice and do not linger on, in the dark night, away from your real self, the self you were born with. Do not lose track and keep that blind end in mind. the forest is thick and dark, with demons thirsty for you blood, beasts ready to..."
"What is the problem?" Are you not feeling well? Why don't you talk?"
"Oh, my mind wanders away. it has been happening for the some time now. I feel dizzy. But back to what i was saying,
you know ....."
"Wait, why do you keep walking? Stop, I can't keep pace with you. Halt, dear, that is a blind alley. I don't see any door you can walk through. What is driving you there ? you will hurt yourself. Oh! I see. But, let me go. You can't leave me here, alone, desolate, heartbroken. I shall listen and act on every word you say. Oh, wait, please, do wait. No ..." In vain. "And i wonder why."
"WHY"
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