"Look to this day!
for it is Life, the very Life of Life
in its brief course lies all the verities and realities of your Existence"
for it is Life, the very Life of Life
in its brief course lies all the verities and realities of your Existence"
Like an hour glass thousand grains of sand had passed from the top of the hour glass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle.....nothing you or I could do would stop it. When we and link about the yester years we realise one fourth of our Life is over and the sand grains seem really very expensive ....memories ..down the Lane . And suddenly coming to twenties a revolutionary is born in you who wants to have great "Moments of ACTION".........Then there are days when you plan to earn money and be Rich and Famous you aspire to be the leading men and Ladies you want to behold the Camera and Lights ...then one fine morning you get up say huhh.... enough of all this i want to be free no one's holding you but you seek freedom :).....
You now look for a new objctive perhaps to do good to everyone........you start with giving unwanted suggestions..even when no one lends you ears for it ...you try to help even when no one seeks it .....what a good chap I am "making world a better Place " an Angel.....behaving goody goody all time you forget your on path all the while you were trying to help someone you have messed up your own Life ..........
Then you pledge to be worst of worsts ..deadly n unkind ..you wont laugh and never good again being a Nester all your Life at this third stage you find people coming to you explaining how many ill's you have ..how you could probably rectify them.......the call goes as ....'Your not a Kid anymore '.........'Mature up"........'I did not expect this from you"............"How could you do that???"..........." what are you up to???"...... new RAICHANDS will emerge and new Teachers join your school of behavioural sciences ...:).........trying to make your Primary key (identity) as a foreign one..:) modifiying each aspect with their little good's they say "I am trying to help you" a joke worth hearing ...:) and your grey cells echo " Let no one help next time .......Pleaseeeee"
You feel like going back to your childhood , atleast you could call dragonflies as butterfiles and insist that everyone will call it butterfly some day .........:)
strange were those days and these seem no familiar ones ..evey one talks about the money they made the customer care of Banks calling you each day to talk about credit cards the lucrative offers of the cell fone companies ..sometimes even the IVR 's they seem to be your best friend calling you daily ..:) ..sometimes even you wont mind speaking to them specially on a Lonely n boring summer afternoon when you die to hear your own voice.:)............
Then you realise you need to be a little social find friends and be merry again and you spend your precious grains of sand in merry making and watching movies,.....actors are now replacing all I wonder be it any media of communication or literate or illeterate conversation I pity is this my country !!!!!!!! were every one knows about Rahul Bose but no one about Dr J C Bose..and when you try to intiate a knowledge based conversation you are declared as a KB( knowledge bank ) which starts marketing any where ..:) strange people ..:)
Some how you try to come to your own terms and decide to look for only the a person who will understands you ...perhaps your betterhalf ..it comforts human's that there is someone who actually understands ...when actually no one can ever understand anybody......you keep chatting meeting people from all walks of life and find some one so interesting that you say this is the one for me but suddenly youfind not only this but that also understands me well and the other one is too good and what about this new one I met Today !!!!! is'nt he good .....too many options :) and then you seek more out of life in a true materialist sense you want a house and all the luxuries in it...but in days to come the worth of sand grain is again realised you reach out again for new skies .Truly the art of living is to want less and experience more ..after all most precious things of life are free of cost...............................................................................................................................
" Time Like an ever-rolling stream
Bears all its sons away:
they fly forgotten as a dream
dies at the opening day ."
we have hundereds of task to accomplish and if we do not take them one at a time the sand grains of the hour glass will pass smoothly and evenly through the narrow neck .....till the time we realise their worth .................................................................................Let it not be Late again ...
"Tough grounds ...............but spirits high ....................move on"
5 comments:
great blog gauri!
its almost like coming of age...
this is the story of any twenty-some..unfettered, simple in the beginning , quite like Sehwag's strokeplay - not much of technique(read know how about dealing with tricky situations) - feet not moving to the pitch of the ball, yet full of timing and flourish, and the shot(read action) is perfect ..
i agreed with every phase of life you recognised here... and also with the idea that "The Art of Living is To Want Less and Experience More" ..... :)
Theres one more phase to follow.. and that is when you become comfortable with yourself as a person.. with the choices you have made, with the life you have ahead.. and that is when you understand yourself well ... strangely, exactly at this time you will also find that 'someone' who understands you more than anyone else... as you say, there can be many options... but by then equation is in reverse.. you choose the one you understand the best!
keep writing.......
Hey good work.....Exactly the story of all youngsters......
But as rolling stone gathers no mass.....so if u keep on changing ur opinions about the person or life then what i believe is that u need to introspect urself.....as sometimes u loose ur most precious thing only for small materialistic happiness that the world offers you....But always remember that "In Life when you have to make a choice between, the one you love and the who loves you ,choose the one who loves you. Because you can learn to love someone.., but you cannot teach someone to love you."
so truly the art of living is to keep on doing good and never to cheat anybody as in this world everything wrong u do will revert back to you and that too in a doublefolded manner......
Right said Gauri.
People grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope as old as your despair. In the central place of every heart there is a recording chamber. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old.
There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.
I liked one particular sentence in this blog "art of living is to want less and experience more" - hope you reduce the number of your 'retail therapy' sessions :)
- Vilabh
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