SOMETHING TO THINK
Chapter 3 : Love
Love is no more than a word that people lie to get their partners. I wonder if they even know what love is. Now I guess people would be wondering what experience I have in this field. All I can say is that love is not something that is attained after a certain age. Love is all around. But people who think that love is a one to one correspondence that happens with only one person would find it hard to understand. If you consider love and like to be two different affections, I’d say you’re wrong because like is just a certain level of love, less than the maximum and hate being the absence of love [some of you are wondering where you’ve heard something like this before]. I think this is what I’m trying to convey, once you remove love as that defined expression to a singular person, you’ll know what love really is. Love is something that you have with anyone and everyone. It varies from person to person but it still is love. If you can’t get this into you’re head then I recommend you either stop reading this article or you’re just wasting everybody’s time for a temporary attainment of self satisfaction. Learn to love everyone; i.e. don’t have an absence of love to anyone. Loving two people the same is impossible; like serving two masters. Suddenly you are in a cobweb of relations, a lot of love. People lost in love just break 100 relations just to be in 1. Where is the sense in that? .....
It’s a beautiful world. PART 1
I don’t know what you are thinking after reading the title as I said in my first chapter you might take it as you view it. Some might find it true and honest while others might be intrigued as to why I’m being so ironic.
It is a beautiful world; we just don’t stop to see what we’re missing out. We’re all so busy about our lives and activities, be it school or work that we tend to get no time for anything else. Life has become so routine and robotic. The only fun you have is when you have one of those many seasonal breaks, but then too you are tired, that you want to take rest. Life’s beauty sometimes lies in the smallest of things. When was the last time you watched the sunrise or sunset, the clouds in the sky, the stars at night, a dew drop on a leaf, just to name a few. It is a beautiful world; we just fail to see that it’s all about the world around you, nature just a part of it. Family, friends, and all those other important people embedded into your life to make it more meaningful. Just think of the good times you’ve had, I’m sure there are many but we are often over shadowed by the gloom in our life that we fail to appreciate the smiles that were there in our life. What’s gone is gone. The future is in our hands today, there is still time to change but it’s not going to happen for you, you need to put in an effort.
Chapter 2 : Choice
But life’s questions are not reduced to a mere question of right and wrong. Life gives more choices, which makes it even harder to figure things out. Unless you are one of those people who always come up with a single solution for all problems, it’s easier then, isn’t it? Like thinking is just a waste of time. At times I think that thinking can be a waste of time as it is thinking that gives you a number of solutions for a particular problem such that a new problem arises as to which solution to choose since all choices seem to have their pro’s and con’s.
Life is all about the choices we make and our response to a certain situation. Constantly we are compelled to make choices for our actions. Sometimes we might do fine, but sometimes we fail to see the consequences of some of our actions, and regret them later. Life would have been a lot easier if the questions were like those on shows like KAUN BANEGA COREPATI, having a definite answer, but life’s a hard game. Help comes in the form of family, friends etc. but some questions have you rooted without an answer?
So is God playing a game with you? I’ve learned or am still learning the fact that everything happens for a reason; I know you must be saying YEAH, RIGHT! As strange and idiotic as it might sound, it actually is. We might not be destined to know all the reasons then and there itself but life is an intricate storyline and as you pass more lines of it’s script you find meaning to those questions that have always remained unanswered. And please note that I said meaning to the questions, not definite answers. In this life you’re on a need to know basis, so you only know when you need to know.
It’s as if life is a little game you play. You only know where you started and where you will end and the rest depends on the choice you take and your choices more or less depends on who you are as a person, or what you are as a person.
MAY 31, 2006
It's just a miracle that I sit here writing, of what happened that eventful day. Eventful, I say as it changed my life so drastically, not even I imagined it would. It was a Wednesday morning. The sky filled with the possibility of rain. I left for town with a few errands in mind. I'd realised on the way that i had forgotten something, can't remember what it was. I returned home, took whatever it was and was on my way. The sky showed signs of rain and I intended to reach back home before it rained. I remember doing some grocery shopping and some bakery items. Once all was done, I was heading back. I drove my bike and as I was heading back it started to drizzle for a short while. As i passed the 2km mark from town I was caught stuck behind a town shuttle bus. I remember seeing all the stops written on the rear glass in yellow. Leaving an opportunity to overtake it on chance I found myself stuck behind the bus for a while. Almost at the 3.5km mark the bus halted at a least expected point. I was new biker and I knew less of the braking powers, and as I pulled my brakes I saw the chance to bump into the bus that was ahead of me. So I tried to avoid it by making a turn to the right. As I did an oncoming bus hit my bike. My bike rotated clockwise and I was thrown to the road in the clockwise direction too. The bus had gone over the fallen bike. Trying to evade me the bus driver had bumped into a post and it still remain in memory of that horrid day. Luckily no other vehicles came that way at that time as I lay on the road just beside the bus that had halted ahead of me. I remember pulling my head up to see the bus that had hit me had not stopped and continued its course. I tried pulling myself up to to check if I was alive. My right hand and right leg had gone numb, but i managed to pull myself up. I was saying "They went without stopping, They went without stopping". By this time people nearby gathered and carried me and lay me down beside the road and called an Auto-Rickshaw. My bike wrecked, a sight which left people stunned that I was still alive. The people got me inside the Rickshaw and headed for the hospital. They asked me to use my cell and contact someone from home. I was in horror and melancholy to say anything, so I dialed the number and gave it to them. They spoke to my grandpa and asked him to come to the hospital. On the way, they stopped to get me a glass of lime soda to keep me from going unconscious. I was in a melancholy all the way. As we turned the bus to the hospital I caught sight of the bus that hit me, or more so the bus I thought had hit me and told the people "That [POURNAMI] was the bus". I was admitted at the casualty. I had deep incisions on my right leg and a few bruises on both hands. After being dressed I was in the recovery room. Still with all the melancholy I lay there. The people around tried to calm me down. Soon my granpa came, and I was a bit relieved. He told me "It's all part of life". I was broken within, torn apart and went to tears when I realised that I had not called my dad. It was too much for me to handle. All calmed down after awhile, we were about to leave when a nurse noticed the swelling on my right hand. She asked to get an X-Ray as she doubted a broken bone. Just when things were getting better, I was pulled back in for another ride. X-Ray result showed a broken bone in my right forearm, to my index finger. Shattered at the new discovery I was to be taken for a minor surgery to insert a steel rod into my hand. The rest is all vague as I was on Anesthetics. I was discharged the next day with a cast on my right hand, stitches on my right leg and a deep scar in my heart and mind. The days forth were very hard. But as my uncle says "6 inches" that's all that keeps me 6 feet above the ground today and I have realised some valuable lessons about life. Thats for later...
CRY OF DESPAIR
Darkness creeps
Goodness rots
Where have all the people gone??
No time to pause
No time to think
No time to care
No time to love.
Just live carefree
Just live cruel
Just live with hate.
Darkness creeps
Goodness rots
Where have all the people gone??
Life is made busy
Life is made obsolete
Life is made worthless
Life is just a waste of time.
You want to change it
But you wouldn’t change it.
You are bound within
And with it you will perish.
Darkness creeps
Goodness rots
I’m not surprised your not here!!