Everything happens for a reason

‘everything happens for a reason’, a phrase always shoved in as an explanation when something weirdly unlikely or seemingly inexplainable used to happen in life, causing it to become so much of a source of real annoyance and bemusement to me that reading it anywhere made me sick a few years back. whenever I came across it, whether in a book or from someone’s utterances, I couldn’t help myself instantly question what reason was it talking about, ultimately tiring myself in the expedition to dig out the reason, and hating the saying with even more animosity than before, when i was defeated by the reality itself in finding anything of substance at all. However, with time and experiences life deliberately hurled at me, mostly the latter, I began to realize, the reason being talked about in this very saying so sardonically wasn’t meant to be found by me at all, specially in the desperate and loathsome way that i adopted to look for it in, but that it was to come to me itself, in whatever form, at whatever time. and that was precisely what the saying was all about (a surprising realization to me after all that time) it was a means of providing hope to us in those helpless moments where we perhaps found ourselves at the brink of losing it all; this saying prevailed with it’s meaning that there definitely exists a reason behind everything and to have patience for that reason to come to us at the right time, at which it rightfully is supposed to. In my foolishness and lack of wisdom, I didn’t even realize the reason behind everything could be a source of comfort as well as discomfort both, and so i found contentment in knowing it existed, even if vaguely, somewhere in the giant universe, and consolation in the uncertainty of the emotion it could stem in me, and i realized those stolen hopeful moments in between, those spent in absolute patience, earnestly waiting for that reason or sense of understanding behind everything to come to us, was what life was all about, and it does come, not in an unsolvable maths equation kind of way but in the simplest, most peaceful amalgamation of life’s ways. You just have to wait.

and so, I find myself spending each day in earnest hope and longing, for when everything will fall into place and perhaps make sense. I’m not sure how long I have to wait but I can say that, at least, it has given me some peace and that has made all the difference.