I wonder sometimes for the things and for the matters too!! On a soft note, esp for the things which matters a lot!!! How someone can turn so selfish so that he get everything on behalf of someone else life? On someone else pain? On someoneelse health and beautifulness? I know one person who do that quite oftenly... very oftenly. But does it matter how that person feels like for the things he do? I don't know the force behind it, neither the ageanda. For sure he is not a killer, for sure he is not emotionless, for sure he doesn't want anything bad should happen to anyone. But how does it matter? What matters is he do it, on the count of someone's hapiness, and he do it repeatedly. To the one person and to the another... everyday!!
Life have many unanswered questions, and more answers to which there are no questions. Having things in mind going around that how someone is able to live for so many years without a proper sleep? Without giving rest to his heart and mind? In search of something which he don't know. He want to do a lot so that nobody can even think about. He meet so many people, try to understand the unsolved mystery of the science of the life but get confused with the life of the science, being a person who wants everyone happy by doing all the sort of things which eventually doesn't matter to anyone. No words to define the situation but one try, caught in his own web, caught in his own questions and answers.
The moral in the end he get that even he can satisfy himself for anything, life would have been bit easy. And without convincing himself, without being happy himself, how he is trying to make anyone happy?
I watched a movie, forgot the name, but like the last dialogue the most... "Kuch log aise hi hote hain, kuch nhi kaar sakte". Its being a situation like that. He is like that. what else he can do but just trying? What else is left to be tried?
Life is a trap of your own words. Finding questions, giving answers to yourself. Life is, for few, a beautiful thing, for few, a dream, for few, a mystery, for few, a question, and for few, just life!!! So be it. Everyone has discoveries of life, and few have inventions, for the definition of their life. But for so many, even today, it is left as a mystery, miserable mystery.
What else matters, or nothing else matter, to be or not to be, many questions, many philosophies...
In the end, nothing comes to the conclusion... practical people are safe people... it just goes on!! But still, they too miss one answer... what goes on? Is it life or them?
So the question and the title of the post still remains unanswered: "What matters? The thing or the matter after the thing or just matter?"
For me, its the thing, for few, it what the matters. I find myself very helpless and weak in this paradox, many times. And in the end, I have to just be quiet and let it go. Yes, its a personal choice what should matter, but how we make our choices? Heart, mind, results, experiences? As per me, its nothing. Its just being. You want to do something but you can't, you are just being... You want to run but you can't, because its just being...you want something and you can have it, but you can't, because of just being...
I know its easy to get bore by reading craps, and tough to splve the web and the threads of anyone's mind, but that it is, that is the thing...
Be good!!
Life have many unanswered questions, and more answers to which there are no questions. Having things in mind going around that how someone is able to live for so many years without a proper sleep? Without giving rest to his heart and mind? In search of something which he don't know. He want to do a lot so that nobody can even think about. He meet so many people, try to understand the unsolved mystery of the science of the life but get confused with the life of the science, being a person who wants everyone happy by doing all the sort of things which eventually doesn't matter to anyone. No words to define the situation but one try, caught in his own web, caught in his own questions and answers.
The moral in the end he get that even he can satisfy himself for anything, life would have been bit easy. And without convincing himself, without being happy himself, how he is trying to make anyone happy?
I watched a movie, forgot the name, but like the last dialogue the most... "Kuch log aise hi hote hain, kuch nhi kaar sakte". Its being a situation like that. He is like that. what else he can do but just trying? What else is left to be tried?
Life is a trap of your own words. Finding questions, giving answers to yourself. Life is, for few, a beautiful thing, for few, a dream, for few, a mystery, for few, a question, and for few, just life!!! So be it. Everyone has discoveries of life, and few have inventions, for the definition of their life. But for so many, even today, it is left as a mystery, miserable mystery.
What else matters, or nothing else matter, to be or not to be, many questions, many philosophies...
In the end, nothing comes to the conclusion... practical people are safe people... it just goes on!! But still, they too miss one answer... what goes on? Is it life or them?
So the question and the title of the post still remains unanswered: "What matters? The thing or the matter after the thing or just matter?"
For me, its the thing, for few, it what the matters. I find myself very helpless and weak in this paradox, many times. And in the end, I have to just be quiet and let it go. Yes, its a personal choice what should matter, but how we make our choices? Heart, mind, results, experiences? As per me, its nothing. Its just being. You want to do something but you can't, you are just being... You want to run but you can't, because its just being...you want something and you can have it, but you can't, because of just being...
I know its easy to get bore by reading craps, and tough to splve the web and the threads of anyone's mind, but that it is, that is the thing...
Be good!!
