wisdom

life...death....breath..everything comes in one string....
a string of thought which goes unthought......
death comes unexpected and life expected.....
birth brings joy sometime i wonder y death bring
sadness..today when i sit beside the thought of my
mortal friend whose immortal soul today is free
i feel..death teaches us about life which cant be
spoken about in the books of wisdom .........
coz the death recollects differently to different
people ... a different meaning...a realisation of the importance
of every breath i take and the every moment spend here
in tears or smile....

all the small anger hate smile seems so trivial to me..
trivial coz i havent grown out of it but understood it
the fact that my friend is gone far away to the infinite
space which my thoughts always thought to imagine
the spark of my imaginations.....still it interest me...
to understand the unthought....

getting answer to some of my million questions and
understand the purpose of life..here i stand in middle
of somewhere in the place of no where thinking of
things and undoing the mysteries of life and beyond..