Man Na Manam

´´ Isi talash o tajasus me kho gya hun, ki main nai hun toh kyun hun, agar hun to kya hun main´´

I am lost in this quest. If I am not, then why am I. if I am, then what am I.

(This isn’t a very good translation, but it was the closest I could get)

I think this sufi poetry puts in a nutshell a question which has been pondered over by generations of humans. But, it also says that he is ´´lost´´, which I think is very true as well. Because it is really a question on which one can keep on thinking for hours, days, months, years without ever actually coming to a conclusion. If there is actually an answer to this, that is. Sure, a lot of people have their own theories, but really does anyone know? Can anyone know?

I really don’t think that a human´s experience is big enough to understand the intricacies of the working of this universe. But for me at least its still worth it just wondering. I might never know. But at least I might be getting slightly closer to the truth. And even if not that, at least I am able to question myself more. And maybe care a bit less about superficial things…