I am about to accept one of the ultimate truths of my life, perhaps applied to any others as well. The truth is, I am alone. That external company can never fill up this bizarre loneliness, it’s earnestly private only. The loneliness itself is something one could fall in love with, without looking for any external attractions whatsoever. The beauty of this sweet loneliness can’t be worded exactly for it’s complete, and human languages are not. The closer one could be to this loneliness, the purer one becomes. Free from all prejudices and earthly limitations, this is something that has kept it’s originality since the beginning. You can’ t overlook it, because if you try, you no longer remain a meaningful self, but dissolved and distorted with the vague outline of the external world around you.
This loneliness teaches us the limits. It teaches the right balance, without which we are all emotionally handicapped beings.
Among so many questions in our life - life itself is the biggest mystery. I must solve this. This will indeed be the greatest of challenges in my whole life.
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