reflections

What is this life with all its mysteries? Can we decipher it really? They say past is the key to the future, what does it mean? Do they think, the experiences learnt from the past makes us any wiser?
If yes, can we rule out serendipity? Is it possible that the old actions were overcome by pure luck and nothing else? If given the same scenario, minus the luck, will it result in the same manner only cause we are much conditioned to accept and think about the different ways to things done?
On the lookout for the future in the bleak horizon are we spending our present in a state of difficult turmoil of sorts, or is it that man and his mind are fidgety from the beginning of time? That it cannot decide between the present or future?
Is it precarious ways of Gods to make us or put us in these situations? No matter anything we bring upon ourselves we blame God, well if they didn’t have enough in their hands already.
I despise those sagacious sages, they seem to know everything, still they live in a state of recluse, far away from all troubled souls, why are the afraid to share wisdom? Are they afraid they will turn to the world again, to sink in its melancholic ways?All these questions has a bearing, a burden, which increases all the days go by, only thing which lightens it is the burden of knowledge which the more we assimilate, the more elated one feels.