A Riddle
Whom should I believe in this life? 
For me,  life itself is a betrayal
Whom should I help? 
I am also  a helpless
Whom should I give love
I also need a love
Whom should I blame for anything? 
Blaming can not change the situation
Whom should I change
I also  need a transformation
Who can be the cause of my sorrow? 
It is I alone who  creates sorrow for me
Why God has spawned this world? 
And, Why should I seek liberation? 
Why he has created emotions, 
Attachments and Love, 
And, above all sorrows and miseries
It has been a riddle since time immemorial
Many dare to resolve this riddle
But few could understand this riddle
Out of those few 
Only a few could unravel it
A few Buddhas, a few sages, a few paramhansas
Solved it and demystified it to many
Nevertheless, only a few could surmise them                
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