The Paradox of waiting

Why is Life such a Paradox ?

Many a times forces me to do something Unorthodox,
I am really in a tight fix,
But unable to pull out any thing from my bag of tricks,
Sometimes the road ahead seems to be a freeway,

But always keep wondering is it the right way ?

At the end of tunnel i see some light,
I reach it and realise it is not actually bright,
There is someone who is so dear,
I did say that I do love her,
alas, there is someone who she seems to prefer,
I decide to wait and see what life has to offer,
I do not know if she would ever be mine,
Surely this feeling does not put me on cloud nine,
But I always been an Eternal dealer in hope,
Always looking out and see what could be in my scope,
Although the wait sometimes is so frustrating,
there seems to be something in it that I am loving,
But these small moments are not something I would settle for,
For what i Dream is something lovelier than what is now on offer,
I dream , I hope and I believe while i lie here in Wait,
for I know she would walk into my life with a beautiful gait.