May be

"May be", together it's simple yet a beautiful word. And right now probably my favourite. Sometimes when you feel empty and nothing, simply just add a "may be" in your nothingness and it will start making little sense. "May be" is hope. it's one of the strongest thing one could and should have. A sense of hope can build courage which can save a life. And having nothing to believe in is the most hardest thing someone could ever face. There was time when I use to feel jealous of people who can simply say God works in mysterious way and he will take care of everything.

As if all the injustice, unfairness are just a form of blessing. It's a plan to give something better. It feels ridiculous to me but at least it gives them the hope that sooner or later they will get the justice that they deserve. Honestly that's the part I was longing for; the comfort of it. So I started praying. I planned to escape from my emptiness by believing in the god's plan of upcoming bitterness. But wasn't really helpful to me; as my believe system was already shaken. And it seemed impossible for me to endure the pain of hopelessness.

Then suddenly few days back I just looked at the sky. And the first thing that struck my mind was that the universe is so much bigger, bigger than the world that I live in, than my sufferings, cause of it, thoughts, frustrations, anger, rage and everything I was going through. It's all just a part of it. Like it's part of my life. And as the universe has so much more in it ( like it is powerful, wild, mysterious, beautiful and so many more wonderful things) my life also must have so many positive things to offer me and to teach me. And I felt relief that somewhere may be I can start over again. So, nowadays I spend a lot of my time just looking at the sky, wondering actually. It kind of comfort me. Cause I have sent all my wishes to the universe.

Though I am just a tiny movable part of it, but may be it reaches somewhere, may be to the other parts, may be they are listening to me, may be they are understanding and smiling at me, and may be they are trying their best to send back my wishes as a form of reality to me. That's the sense of hope and I felt it again. It brought light into the darkness of my life. It saved me. Once more I felt to live than just breathing. And I have learnt one thing that having some hope, no matter if that make sense to others or not, can give you little extra strength and bring so many changes in your life. And right now at this moment I am just preparing myself for everything that's gonna come in my way.