The Question Mark
Submitted By: Usha Managuli
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The Question Mark How do I start? Where do I start, when my mind is wired with scattered thoughts that refuse to fit together? In a puzzle, one is certain of the pieces they hold. But in my mind, the pieces gamble between past and future, unsure which belongs to the present game of life. A puzzle assures you— all the pieces form a whole. But here I wonder: do I let destiny arrange them for me, or do I reshape them, hoping to create meaning myself? This paradox of living makes me exist as a question mark, while I linger on the thought of the semicolon— a hook tied to hope, yet also a keyhole without a key. Now, where do I go? Where do I stop?
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