what i meant for..???


During this journey of life,all the way long,i kept on asking myself;''what is the true purpose of my existnace .when i was given birth and was taken with affection ,love and care,i thought that i am here to absorb this love and this 's what i meant for......
then i leanred how to walk.i tried to take steps and i fell down .again and again,i had injuries and then a process gets started of having injury and feeling pain.then i thought that's what i meant for....

i was sent to school....i was asked to to learn and cram some heavy dry facts written on rough pages of bulky books,,,i was buried under fountain pens,copies,and school bags.then i thought that's what i meant for....

then a moment came,i fell in love....in love with a girl....i started loving her eyes,her hands,her face,her smile...i tried to be around here and to shower love to its fullest extent..then..i thought that's what i meant for...

i got merried i had children...i kept on working for their needs....day and night..i used to think about their future......then i thought that's what i meant for....


now i m in old age and keep on lying on my bed....i m receiving the same love and care...i was given at the first day of my birth .at that time ,this love was given in the hoinor of the artival of new soul....and now its a way of saying me good bye.....but i dont want to leave....without getting my answer......i kept on performing all kind of scondary jobs...without even knowing the primary job....the job i meant for....

Comments

Jack said…
H M,

Read both posts now. Life is really like a bud which opens little by little at appropriate time. To find answer to we are meant for really seems a difficult task but if one muses over it, it is simple. We are here to perform what God wills and to be humble & polite to others.

Take care
September 24, 2009 at 7:30 AM
sheeza said…
nice effort of a tiresome life of a working lady and her unthankful tasks.

goood.
September 24, 2009 at 3:48 PM
WritingsForLife said…
quite impressive piece of writing ;-)
September 25, 2009 at 12:15 PM
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