Jigsaw..

JIGSAW….
Once I cried and cried as if will drown the city. It’s not once that I cried ,I cried for months and years. The first heartbreak does it you first rejection, first love. Anyway it’s just an incident that happens almost to everyone during those years.
During such incidents, we are forced to think why did it happen to me? Why ? Because, I never deserved this. When you have put all your efforts, your good intent and when you are naïve and innocent, you shouldn’t  have got into such mess. Or when you lose your loved ones to death. You just can’t handle all the “whys” hovering inside your head.
You grieve over the loss, think of all reasons to justify; still loads of pondering and insomniac rally of thoughts don’t lead to anywhere. Gradually you move on. “Time heals” and you get healed, scar remains and finally that too is vanished.
You, at few moments, still feel that lump in your throat but you overcome but that “Why” keeps erupting in mind. 
You must have played jigsaw puzzle in your childhood or with your kids probably. I had this very vast jigsaw game, I used to play with my son when he was a kid. There were number of pieces made out of colored cardboard with some meaningless picture on it, the game was quite a mess in itself. I never wanted to play it but my son would insist. Those pieces of jigsaw didn’t make any sense to me.
But then I decided to arrange one by one, initially two then more, and as few hours passed by, we both so engaged and could manage to make   at least few patches and could see some meaningful pictures emerging out.
Then we started enjoying the game. After struggling for many hours which we thoroughly enjoyed we saw a beautiful landscape in front of us.
Now when , after so many years and so many incidents that prompted me to ask Why in my life, I could make out that every why was like a piece of jigsaw, nothing in itself but crucial part of a beautiful landscape ,my life.
Every incident however sad had always a meaning but unless we patiently keep on living with attitude of surrender and with the faith that our life is going to be beautiful journey we never ever will get the answers . Every incident , every parson has been linked to each other, has a definite role to play. We just have believe, on our intents, and karma and move on, taking each step graciously. Trusting every piece of our lives will lead to meaningful art, a masterpiece called life.
Cheers,
BY..THE WAY