life is queer

Life is definitely not straight. It goes beyond or away from what we expect. We can never be sure of its paths and tracks….It sometimes goes by its own rules, defiant of the norms and the more we try to conform, the more we end up hurting ourselves.

I’ve never experienced life as a one-way street, neither a steady companion; it is strange and unveils unpredictable turns on its way.

I look at myself, I look at my plans….and sometimes I see life as a spy who hears what I want and presents me with the opposite. I chose to make it an ally but it is not as simple. How do you wake up one morning and find out that all your plans have been shattered by others? How do you wake up one morning and realize that life belongs to the strong? You might believe that the good always wins the bad...it is not true. So many unanswered questions, so much pain, so much unfairness.

And I identify with this queerness that refuses to settle down and bow to say yes. I identify with the non-dogmatic way of life…my voice is queer, unheard…and my only constant partner is my solitude.