Loneliness
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In todays busylife, man finds bliss in his solitary recluse, commonly refirred to as 'privacy'. This craving for 'space' in life, has now become one of the main reasons behind all the fretful diseases in human life. This creates complications in his life and takes him to such a claustrophobic situation that he fails to realise that it is no one but he himself who is responsible for such a pathetic condition of his own life.
When we face difficulties or problems and complex diseases we approach specialists for our treatment often get cure for our ailment. But now a days, even the specialists are at their wits end in finding even the sources of the complications.
The sole reason is we, ourselves. We create complications in our lives with all our consciousness and slowly but gradually it goes out of our control. And, to make things worse, these complications which generate from our loneliness, get multiplied and spreaded into our whole system. And this whole process takes place in our complete oblivion. We cannot comprehend that how the most coveted 'space' which used to provide us with 60 called delight, relief from stress, mental place and some 'me-time' can get us into an uncomfortable condition. It hits us like a bolt out of the blue, when we discover that it no longer works as a joyride to happiness but has started working like a quicksand- the more we try to come out of it, the more we get drowned. And with the passing time though its effect increases we maintain our stand quite willingly, i.e, at the bottom of the sea of our miseries. However, even during such deteoriorating situation, our complications accompany us creating illusions in our deserted life by providing momentary pleasures, that too, occasionally.
Thus , these self-invented complications result into all the dangerous diseases followed by one after another which eventually lead us to painful death. But even death tricks us our complicated life bring us to a half-dead-and-half-alive situation which we are forced to face, to live and to die many deaths every day, at every moment. And sadly enough, it seems, that we have resolved to gift our life such horrible and regrettable state which stems out of our much desired 'loneliness'