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The Uncertainty

Nov 9, 2024
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Updated: Jul 21, 2025

By Arya Salimon Sudhilal


The winds of change blow over me,

It was a gentle breeze in the beginning,

Later became the tornado of uncertainty, 

As I long for the comfort of certainty.


I sometimes long for a solid tomorrow,

 A calm, unwavering future of certainty,

Knowing that everyday will look the same, 

The comfort of monotonous hereafter.


As time went by, I learned the hard way, 

To embrace the gift of unpredictability, 

Not knowing where my feet took me, 

Into a meadow or quick sand.


The feeling of heart racing every moment, 

Stomach dropping as if I’m on a ride,

My life has become a roller coaster ride,

 Of emotions and encounters.


The highs and lows, the cheers and tears, 

The knowledge that my life is a mess,

The ache for perfection and stability long gone, 

As I dive into dark ocean of uncertainty.


By Arya Salimon Sudhilal

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