Life seems to be a question every now and then. There is a question
mark at end of each road. We have traveled this journey with a big baggage of
questions and for the most of times we have looked around everywhere in search
of the answers, everywhere possible and every time possible. We kept looking
for transparency for a major part of our life because we thought life would get
a little easier and shinier but on occasions we learned that ignorance was
better than the truth. Every why and how may not necessarily give us what we
are looking for so once in a while we all have avoided knowing the truth.
There are questions with answers that confuse us, other that provide
lucidity. We run behind some questions while there are other questions that we
run away from, we do not want them answered because we know that the answers
will haunt us more than the questions. When we thought knowing the answer will
set us free, help reduce the entropy of our system it turned out that it was
more than we could bear.
We have been sick of this sickness and we have tried to lessen the
dilemma those questions have been causing us but maybe when we find out what
really was going on, we may never recover. So the question mark remains. It
remains there and asks us “Do you really want to know the answer”.
