Seeing Sunlight One Day

Seeing Sunlight One Day
There isn’t an end visible to the long and dreary night. I was promised a bright and luminous morning; there was to be at least a bright sunrise following a dawn, but the long and monotonous walk through a dark and dull night I have been subjected to has brought me to no end. The debilitating point is that while that all my peers are already at the other end of the forest, I seem to be the only one dallying with foliage and dense darkness surrounding it. I strongly feel the night has been elongated a bit longer than  what should be its normal length for me.

everyone has to walk through a dark night for some time at a point of time, but the duration of my itinerary through the night has been stretched too long. There is very little I can do to tone down the darkness of the night or even to clip short its duration; I don’t think I want it to be toned down in any manner; it forms a protective shield around me from all of the entropy of the world.

I sometimes wonder if I should really and seriously work to tone it down; after all, it protects me from all I classify as evil in the world. It has been like the ozone layer surrounding the earth; it protects the earth and its denizens from ultraviolet rays that can prove to be detrimental to us.  There are dark clouds in the horizon; they make everything on earth dark and invisible. There isn’t a speck of light to serve as a guide. The night deepens its shadows around me, but it also protects me from many different dangers I shall have to face when I’m out in the day. I shall be exposed to the day and all it has in  store for me once the night has passed.

The truth is one has to walk through the night for the sole reason that one doesn’t have a choice. The night has to end, complete with all the protection it has provided me, whether I like it or not. The night has already ended for most of my peers and contemporaries. All said and done, there is a firm belief within me that the night is to end one day. the walk through the night has certainly not presented a continuum of happiness, but one has to put up with quite a few events in life for the sake of a few moments of comfort and happiness.

The sun I to rise once again, and there will be a bright morning, and it is to be followed by the harsh heat of the sun once again, but it is going to be worth all the trouble it is if the night is to really fade into ignominy, if only for a while. The night has been quite a long one in my case. It  lost its sense of novelty a long time back, and there has been none of the typical freshness one finds in a night.

I set out on an adventure through the night with the belief I am going to find something worthwhile in it. There have been lots of new experiences; I’ve been exposed to a whole lot of new faces ever since, but now I have become quite sick of the darkness hovering around me. I  want some light to be there. There shall certainly be an end to the night one day, and the day shall be brighter than the darkest night. There is a typical joy associated with a dark night; I want to lose myself in the depths of its deepest dungeons if only to be in a position to appreciate the bright light of the day.

There are stars shining brightly in the firmament today. Without even a moon with its typical moonlight to show the way, the only viable option  before anyone interested in wading across the night is to keep marching in a straight line at a customary pace. There are to be   several obstacles along the way, but they can be surmounted with ease when one is sure of the destination one is headed for. The night does conceal the path along which one walks, but in many cases, it also conceals the goal and destination. This way, many of those walking through the night don’t even know where they are to move for. Virtually, they are aimless, and those without an aim are not likely to get to a definite destination in time.

At the end of the day, the people who are interested in walking through the night are quite few. Most of us prefer to walk in broad daylight. The nocturnal walkers are usually the ones who have no choice but to walk in the night. The heat and vibrant nature of the day are too intimidating for them. With an aim to adjust to whatever they have, they develop a mindset where they are optimistic of the night coming to an end one day. They are sure their efforts in   wading over the night shall be rewarded one day. They are the ones who are sure of seeing bright sunlight one day when they emerge out of the jungle, and they actually do witness bright sunlight one day.

Those who don’t perceive a bright world at the other end after all their efforts also walk through the jungle. Somehow, they know their efforts to get to the other end are not going to be rewarded in the manner they want, and yet they continue to pool in all their efforts to get to the other end. The patience and resilience is to be saluted for whatever efforts we make are made for the sake of a reward.

We live everyday because we feel every new day is going to be better than the one gone by. The day before us is fraught with tensions and problems, but we do our best to tone down the problems, and in this effort, live another day. Everyone who marches on through a dense forest has a hope of seeing bright sunlight one day.