Immobilized

Lost, adrift, off track , probably standing in the middle of nowhere. no plans, no future, no thrill, no life. Atleast thats what I felt a while ago. probably still feels the same. Its like life doesnt have a meaning or lets say it has a meaning but its inapprehensible as far as it concerns me. I can visualize all those stars sparkling vividly in the pitch black sky . I can whiff those roses blossoming in the most alluring manner in the spring Fields. I can feel the flurry of breeze crashing against my dry skin.  I can hear those birds chirping harmoniously somewhere in the midst of those high trunks. Yet, I fail to visualize life, I fail to whiff life, I fail to feel life, I fail to hear Life. It is somewhere out there but not within my reach, Thinking out loud, life probably means a fight for a purpose. I observe humans , animals, insects all of them busy in a struggle called life. some are determined to gain a rank. some desire freedom other merily want to survive. nevertheless the universal grapple, the wrestle and this unending spar goes on. while I, being who I am, just sits there quietly.  paralysed , dumbfounded , boggled, debilitated . not knowing how to get up and face the world.