Finally, it rained after so many days of torturing heat and boiling afternoons. As if, God has showered all his peace on this earth once and all. There is sweetness in birds’ twittering and a pleasant holy calmness in the air. It’s like one finally gets a tiny corner to rest after a tedious long day of hardship. Like one gets a glass full of water after acute thirst. Mom is sleeping peacefully rather than cursing the summer and worrying about the world-stuffs. So is dadi.
But it’s not the same for me. For this weather has created unrest in me. The helplessness I’ve been feeling from few days has suddenly gripped tight my fears and anxieties. Why am I running after this illusion? Why am I still hoping for more pain in this myth? Why is one fighting, taking pain, sweating blood...only to be alone at last? What is it we are supposed to search? What choices we are allowed to make...Are these so called choices again conspiracy of an already planned life. It better be this way because then I don’t have to blame me for it.
A highly rich and powerful chief minister of a prosperous state loses his life partner of more than 50 years to death. What was giving meaning to his life before and what it is now? He is crying like any other layman who cries at death of his family member. For whom did he get involved in the dirty-job of politics? Will he be again starting for a new meaning?
“Every time I find the answer, life changes the question!!”
Sometimes, life is like a mother: watching you taking our first step. When you fall, she just stands there smiling and waits till you stand up again and walk to her happily. Her presence is enough for you to get relaxed. Life is then a gift. Sometimes, she is like a cruel boss: abusing you, mocking your worth. No matter how you may have spent your last breath doing a job, he has more work for you and a different way to do it. No room for mercy and definitely no word for appreciation. Sometimes, she is like a heartless friend: You try to please them, giving more than what you have and she is unmoved, indifferent saying “I didn’t ask you to do it”. Sometimes, she is like an annoying blonde waitress: Every time serving you with whatever you didn’t order or serving whatever you ordered cold.
Sometimes, she is like a master and you are her pet dog: looking up at her for her love. She feeds you, opens your chains whenever she likes, put them back on you again. She throws a ball and asks you to fetch it. And when you bring it back, it throws the ball again!! And like every dog you are demanded loyalty at every cost. You stay away from other dogs just to be with your master. The only time you get enjoying yourself is when you dig out your buried bone, play with it or lick it, and again bury it for another time.
At the end, all that matters is one’s perception. How can you better put it in this way? She is like a driving teacher: you think you have the steering wheel and other controls in your hands...but it’s actually he who controls the clutch and accelerator and you are supposed to drive on the path he chooses. To learn to drive you need to trust him completely. And you need to be confident and calm so that he can trust you.
As Abhinav Bindra remarked after winning the gold at the Olympics: "It was a sort of emptiness. You climb the mountain and there is nothing at the top. When you work so hard to achieve something and you get it at the end, there is a feeling of emptiness. But then life goes on..."
As Abhinav Bindra remarked after winning the gold at the Olympics: "It was a sort of emptiness. You climb the mountain and there is nothing at the top. When you work so hard to achieve something and you get it at the end, there is a feeling of emptiness. But then life goes on..."
