Science says that when our eyes see something, the image takes time to reach our brain. Maybe just a nanosecond. That means what we see happening around us has already happened. It means we live in life which has been lived already. There are certain events we wish hadn’t occurred, but we have to accept because those would only be reflections of the things which have already happened. There are things we don’t want to know, but we have to learn. There are people we can’t live without, but we have to let them go. This is life, we live this, and sometimes it gives us choices. We live with our choices; we choose one option from many by thinking that it’s the right one. But what we decide is right is based on just a few theories or assumptions just like in science. I know, it’s not worthy to compare life with science. In science, people change the choices in experiments, wherein life, we have to stick with one choice that we made because no one can unring the bell. We have
After the wrath of Varuna, The sun was shining, the sky was clear, A perfect day, at least he thought so. No birds were singing in the sky, No sprouts were smiling on the farm, It wasn't even noon, and the clouds started laughing. Not today, the farmer inside him cried, Who was he to be listened? It was already written, By the time of evening, it was yesterday all over again. A cloudy sky, washed away the lights, A downpour of doom, a deluge of despair, It soaked the earth, and flooded the farms. It was okay till then but, Dam walls couldn't hold, all the hell broke loose, A farmer broke I saw that night, he couldn't even cry. The water rises, the land erodes, The farmer stands, and watches in despair, The crops are gone, leaving a broken man behind. But even though the battle was lost, The farmer knows, he must go on, War is there to fight, surrendering is not an option He works day and night, The land heals, even the earth feels, The farmer knows he must be patient. I see