I Simply Stopped and Asked Why??

Why does one feel?

Where did feeling begin?

Why does too much of anything cause fatigue and too little of the same thing cause a scurry?

Why does excess leads to hatred of it and very little leads to love for it?

Why does loneliness pretend to be a friend at one moment and an enemy at another?

Why does youthfulness create a feeling of liveliness and vanity as well?

Why does every denied blessing turn into a curse?

What is learnedness but the willingness to learn..

Why is innocence not appreciated?

What is love but the readiness to lose..

Why is a man always addicted to appreciation?

Why would a human feel the pain at every strike?

Why would learning never turn interesting?

Why are exams always stressful?

Why would love never be accepted?

Why is a curve always attractive?

Why will beauty be just an attitude?

How does music soothe?

How does kindness heal?

Why does hatred hurt and love feel?

Why does saintly feeling disappear?

Why is mistaken belief on the rise?

Why is there a calm after the storm?  Yet, why wouldn't my soul wait peacefully for the calm during the storm?

How do things happen as such?

Why are situations haphazard only for a while?

How does joy and sorrow alternate?

Where does a feeling stay?

How come it’s common for all human when every man is unique?

Why could one person be stupid and another wise?

Why do wisdom and stupidity never get along?

Why are certain questions unanswerable?

And finally, how did i stop to write all this?