Lost and Found

You can never find something until you lose it and it’s not necessary to get exactly what you once lost, maybe you will get a piece of it, or something better, or totally a different object but, you will always get something. We usually find ourselves saying for some random person that maybe he is lost or he doesn’t know where he is going. Why do we say that? Maybe that person is waiting to be found? Or maybe he is exactly the person someone is looking for? There are many maybes. You never know! I always wondered where do these missing things or people go, like is there any secret place to hide in or the floor gulps it? Funny isn’t it? There are so many things we don’t know of. All we say is, “It’s the magic of the Universe, it’s meant to be like this”. Even magic is a questionable sorcery. Maybe what we had that we lost was never meant to be ours, and what we have that we found was made for us? The people or things we lose are a sign of getting more or maybe less, or maybe someone else needs it more than us? It can be anything; all we can do is assume to satisfy our questions somehow.
Nonetheless, we do get irritated when we lose, and we bright up when we find. It’s the same feeling to be lost and to be found. Keep looking, if you’re lost, you’ll be found, sooner or later. 