The most pricking realization in the world is that of being alone. It is a terrible feeling and I pray no one suffers the pain of loneliness.
We are all wayfarers, going on our journey but looking for solace under shady trees. We look for it in peers, colleagues, friends, family- we’re looking for a shade everywhere. Life gets tough when our trees are felled. We keep running from one tree to another, only to find that each tree refuses to accommodate us.
We keep consoling ourselves that we have got more trees- if not here, one in a distant land. We’ll reach there soon. But at the end, we realize that everything was futile. There was no tree or stream; it was only a mirage of despair and lost hopes.
We want this phase to end, but it only seems to get longer. We keep walking or limping, the end seeming nowhere close. We can buy everything we want, but we cannot buy shade, the warmth of the sun, the peace of the moon. We cannot buy love.
To all the lonely ones like me, I have no kind words of motivation to provide you today. All I can say is that I am one of you and my path is completely devoid of trees.
Hope to see a tree that welcomes us, soon.