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.Wounded by the sword of enigma, my nights have not witnessed sleep, my soul yearns for calmness and my heart asks for synchronised beats. Why do I lack sense of belonging, what is my position, where do I stand, what am I searching. This perturbation has started giving me a sense of fulfillment, the gloomy heart has become a source of intellectual illumination for me. This physical frailty of my body has started strengthening my core. I had been asking for guidance. There is something that does not let my thirst quench and directs my search in a new direction. Every time I am about to reach the rim of this deceiving beautiful glass. The wine of Contentment is taken away from me, yet it buildup the sublime feelings in my heart forcing me to believe I undoubtedly belong here. Iam headed in the direction that will soon bring me to my destination. This travail is in the clay of human creation. This moil is the sign of life. Dead are at peace.
