Man got to tell himself he understand.

In the world I am
Always a stranger
I do not understand its language
It does not understand my silence.
― Bei Dao

How difficult it is to understand others or yourself? Probably, it is not as easy as the question sounds. As we grow up it becomes rather hard and inconvenient to understand a point of view which differs from your own version. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry in The Little Price rightly says “Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them”. This complex process of following someone else’s line of thought is sometimes tiring as well as frustrating. At times it is challenging as well. Different people will have different perspective of the same thing. Ernest Baker in The Denial of Death says “When we are young we are often puzzled by the fact that each person we admire seems to have a different version of what life ought to be, what a good man is, how to live, and so on. If we are especially sensitive it seems more than puzzling, it is disheartening”. It indeed is puzzling as well as disheartening. Our mind works in mysterious ways, how and why a thought will creep in, and what kind of shape it will take, isn’t an easy thing to understand.

As far as understanding flies

As deeper as it delves

Meandering as it moves

I sit on the rooftop
Reflecting

Trying incessantly

Wavering
Faltering 
Succeeding

Failing
To 
Understand.