Loneliness is not just a feeling; it is a poison that kills you slowly and painfully. There is no medicine for it except spending time with good people.
Whenever I travel to my farm at night, I often see an abandoned cow. She usually stands near the entrance or somewhere around the nearby area. During the daytime, when our cows go out to roam freely in the forest, she joins them. But when night falls, she remains outside, alone. She has never entered the farm, though we have never stopped her from doing so. Perhaps she somehow knows this is not her place.
Maybe the cow is no longer useful to her owner, and that is why she was abandoned. There are many farms around, and any one of them could have rejected her. What catches my attention each time is her loneliness. She always stands quietly in the dark, afraid and often chased away by others.
Interestingly, I find myself comparing her with people. At least this cow, when she mingles during the day with our cows, our dogs, or even the stray cats around, behaves naturally. She does not fake her emotions. She is slowly turning into a wild cow, maybe learning the ways of freedom with a dash of rebellion.
We humans have no such possibility. We are the “civilized cows.” We cannot turn wild; we cannot free ourselves from the invisible shackles of our lives. Amidst all the noise and motion, loneliness quietly seeps in. It grows with time, and it kills many silently. The saddest part is that most of us never find a way out.
I have a friend who has always been a mysterious person to me. His name is Abram, but I don’t know his full name. He is a doctor by profession and is still pursuing his studies. A young doctor like him shouldn’t have to face loneliness at this age, but I was shocked when he opened up about feeling lonely and about how today’s generation overuses mobile phones. The mobile phone has connected us to a vast world, yet it has also gifted us loneliness.
When loneliness sets in, people start losing touch with their own emotions. Some begin doubting themselves, questioning their worth. Some drift into desperation and hopelessness. Others turn numb, emotionless, as if life has lost its flavor. Some become rude and sharp, hiding their pain behind arrogance. Slowly, they turn into strangers even to themselves.
I have said this countless times, our greatest problem today is the device we use for twenty-four hours a day. We keep chatting with people all over the world. We have thousands of Facebook friends and hundreds of thousands of Instagram followers. Yet inside, we are profoundly alone.
These devices have made us inward, self-contained, disconnected from real human warmth. We lost the natural bonds we once had. And if someone tries to stay away from social media in search of real connections, they often fail to find any outside too. The irony is heartbreaking, whether we are online or offline, genuine connection remains rare.
People around us keep trying to form relationships without truly understanding the emptiness they carry inside. And when these relationships fail, they wonder why. Even though this planet is overflowing with humans, our fate seems to be to live alone, love alone, and die alone.
What is even more strange is that when someone actually finds a natural, real companion, trust becomes the problem. People hesitate to believe in what is right in front of them. Yet, they easily place blind trust in online friendships. That is why this loop of loneliness rarely finds a happy ending.
We have lost the innate ability to rely on and trust others. And so, we keep floating aimlessly inside our self-created prison. A prison we built with our own hands, but one we no longer know how to escape.
Perhaps this loneliness is not a punishment, but a mirror. It shows us what we have become, beings who forgot how to sit beside another without distraction, who no longer look into eyes but into screens. The abandoned cow still knows where she belongs, but we have forgotten our own place in the world. Maybe the real tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we have learned to live comfortably with it, mistaking silence for peace. The day we feel the ache again, the need to truly connect, perhaps that is when we will finally begin to heal, as humans, not just as civilized beings.
There us a saying ” empty mind is devils workshop ” and I ferl that it is correct and try one’s best to occupy your mind with to develop your in built extra interests and continuously get engaged to develop all such qualities and become an expert or professional.Fir example music,likevour Hari or teaching job is the best. Try try and try until you achrive your expertise in all your hobbies.The loneliness will fly away and you eill not get any spare time at all.
Ok namaste WISH YOU ALL THE BEST.