Unrest ...

The beginning of every desirous thing is miraculously beautiful ... It
is good to see things that we anticipate to happen, actually happen...
It enlivens us and seems to aggrandize every little aspect of this
special thought...

Nothing seems interesting after this little thing has begun to take
shape and grow... And to nurture its very existence becomes ones
prime importance... The experience of seeing ones dream turn to
reality is the last resort for anyone who has ever dreamt a thing ...

But the beauty of a tree lies not entirely in its growth ... It also
lies in the fate it will face ... If this tree does not bear fruit,
the cultivator as well as the tree would remain devoid of the very
reason of its development ... And if it does produce beautifully
colored flowers and consequently the sweetest of fruits, nothing could
be made to stand in comparison to such a thing...

We the humans... We are desirous of many things in our lifetime ...
Some get fulfilled and some just remain desires forever... And such
unfulfilled desires don't die down with age... They grow and become
motives ... Attaining them gets the highest priority for a strong
willed man...

There are not many who have attained their desires and there are many
who have lost their reasons in the quest ... But the will never dies
...

Until this desire is procured, the mind continues to process ways to
pull it off... A state called "unrest"...

It is the most dangerous feeling any man has ...
And this unrest is the reason why people begin to lose their reason ...

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hamza .. :))