I always need to have a purpose. A purpose to go somewhere. Somewhere everyone goes. I find myself a good for nothing amidst the crowd. I used to understand the way crowd's mind functions. I used to know that I am a part of that crowd and I am destined to be a person who will add nothing to the crowd.
I always need someone whom I can wait for, whom I can spend my life for. I neither depend on him/her, nor I become his/her sole horse. I just want to wait outside the shop where he or she is busy, marketing, talking to the shop girls, having laugh with their little jokes. I want him or her to be happy being with me. Their happiness begets newer relief zone. This is where I belong.
Yes, lone hearts have lone zones and those cubicles look for its suitable owner. We are not fortunate enough, I believe, to get one. Having one in right time is not the solution. Does it emancipate you from the mundane longing for perpetual love?
Curse me.
I have never understood what the love is. To trust is to love. To be believed is to be loved. If you hesitate to keep faith on me, sorry dear, you don't love me either.
I look at you so intensely that you start thinking that I am in love with you, but the reason is I have no other things around to look at. Don't feel broken listening to me, you had been broken the day I expressed my love for you cause love itself is a broken winged unicorn. I never saw a unicorn in my cornfield.
I am late cause I am not in hurry. I am not in hurry cause I have nothing to prove to anyone. I am the one who matters most. Call this confession an epitaph of a failed person. I don't mind. I, at least, know what an epitaph should be like and I can write one. I can give you the liberty to judge me, only when you will free yourself to be judged by others, without grinning.
You are an unexplored mountain, full of mystery and notoriety. But my question is, do you know yourself entirely, na?
Totalitarian idea of knowledge is illogical. It's bit romantic school of thought. The word 'complete' is not that complete which can vouchsafe for completeness. Rasools said that they were just messenger of God and not a farista. Therefore, they claimed themselves to be human beings and the cemetic scriptures say that humans are incomplete. So even prophets are incomplete.
Love
ZIA HAQUE
