While sitting and flipping through my agony,
I came across a word fired by most and questioned by many…….
I, opposing the agnostic self, went ahead to the absurd,
And screamed out loud— challenging the sanity.
Why work hard to change the reality,
If all goes by the surety of uncertainty?
If all are pawns of karma and destiny.
And if all is fixed yet different like the galaxy.
Then why the difference dissolves for ‘ALL’, in a natural calamity?
Why the uniqueness of destiny succumbs to this nature’s insanity?
And why the destined partner, profession, life and end are painted dead by this nature’s vanity.
While still lost in my storm,
I was suddenly ‘back’ to the act which agonized my form.
The aquarium in front, where the fiery golden fish swam,
And tapped the glass, ordering to feed her with her every BAM!!
There she swam with hunger preserved for centuries, swaying impatiently in water,
Going round and round, tapping and waiting for the stalker.
I ambiguously rose up, for affection sake,
And proving synonymous to ambiguous made that fatal mistake.
Suddenly, the whole aquarium was on the ground, shattered to pieces with a sound.
The creature wriggled like a hare, till the flames became still and the life went with the air.
I dubiously left all and went back to the cloud,
When the epiphany became bright and loud.
What I was to the fish can be the nature to US.
With feeding and caring and nurturing as the duties from heaven.
All being ensured and executed like a mission,
Providing all, owing to the condition.
But then sometimes even she calls for adjustment,
Not for selfishness but to extend her employment.
Its then the destiny of the place overshadows all,
Establishing the difference between the nurturer and the et al.
Its then the destinies of individuals are negated,
Dissolving the fates against the grand fated.
This is how I somehow pacified the agony,
Registering all and justifying