why is life so complicated?
or is it we who make it complicated?
what do we get out of thinking so much?
why is that we aint potent to understand our own minds?
is this impotence a part of life?
or is it a part of feeling things
and then finding out that some things are just unfathomable.....
questions unanswered always make me restless.
I am a believer of the justness of things
and when life acts in an unjustified manner,
I am hell bent on finding its reasons
which I am unable to find out for ever
and then I am pressed on thinking on the same lines....
why is life so complicated?
or is it we who make it complicated?
what do we get out of thinking so much?
why is that we aint potent to understand our own minds?
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