VEILS OF LIFE

The unperterbed pool of glistering water beams with radiance at me as the ray of light touches its surface. The trancparency of the water reflects my mind and the thoughts as i watch the bed of the pond. I thought that the water was pure and seemed like glass that allowed my gaze to travel past the surface and reach the bed.
All this came to a hault with a tiny stone that was hurled into the pond from no where. It hit the bottom of the bed. The ripples reverberatd in my ears and lay before me was the murky water. The disturbed mud particals producing tindal effect was better felt in my heart.The truth struck me like a thunder storm. The transparency was gone.The muddy colour engulfed the whole pond making it opaque and shattereing my presumption.
Truth is not always what what stands before the eyes. It unravels itself only on searching for it. Everything that appears good has sommething else in store to be witnessed. There is nothing permanent in this world. Everything is a prejudiced presumption that keeps swaying with the changing direction of the wind.
The situations, people and circumstances we come across in our life are always not as simple and transparent as they appear. On stiring the subject we discover what is under cover that is hidden from our knowledge.
The unarmed victim to this mirage the life offers, alone is gulty for his ignorance. Life has always been in veils. The water in the pond has something more in the bed just than the transparent water.