Life happens…
And several things … both good and different happen with it.
Some of the many things make one happy,
And most, cease to make sense, that’s why those things are
different to me.
How virtuous it is to make sense of the senseless?
May be it makes one more experienced, but it all ends right
there.
One drowning oneself in the quest of solving the mystery of
its cause,
Doesn’t make senseless things to stop happening.
Life ... doesn’t stop happening.
So, spend no time in being engrossed about things that
happen not so well but happen differently,
There are better things you are ignoring unnecessarily...
