The Game has just begun.

Sitting isolated on the deserted path he is pondering over the game he is trapped into. It’s useless now. If the game has started he has to continue it. No matter how hard he has to betray his self, he has to. The reminiscences are still unwinding their arms for him to get attached to. The solace he was encountered with, was just a hologram of a twisted belief he was rolled into. Even his senses cheated on him. It was his eyes that unfolded the mystery. It showed him something which his sixth sense even disagreed to believe. Is this how the life goes?  

Holding the twig in hand he starts to visualize it vividly without a blink of an eye for a couple of minutes. Suddenly tears started rolling down and like a tsunami, it shattered his memories, love, and objectives he was holding onto. His life was nothing but a blur all this time with his senses all numb. These tragedies made him doubt his existence. Is this what his ancestors were feared of? ” A PARANORMAL WORLD”.

He looks up in the sky for the answer but in vain. Dawn transformed into dusk. Sky smeared with crimson colour. Soon everything faded. It is total darkness now. He keeps on gazing at this never-ending phenomenon of nature.

“Do we meet people by chance or are we destined to meet them”, He questions himself. He is stunned to get a reply from his inner voice when it suddenly echoed to his mind that these are the devious methods “the life” opts to teach YOU a lifelong lesson, not to be forgotten easily. Life wants you to grow both mentally and physically at the same time. These incidents are triggers the life uses to make you strong and stand out of the crowd.

It’s enough now. He got the comeback for his suffering. It’s attachment, the root cause of all his suffering.

Looking at the stars, he lights his cigarette. Taking a puff, he smiles and whispers, “The game has just begun”.