What do i know about life and myself. Twenty years! Its a big word to write even( esp when you keep typing w before t)
People say life happens. You blink your eyes and a lot of time has already flown by. Time waits for no one, thats scary and true. Life and time, both are a bit dodgy or perhaps i am just a bit tooooo lazy. yawn. But the question stays, lingers, loiters, dances a bit and waves at me. Oh my good gracious God, what is life? No matter how many wise quotations you pour inside your head and try to feel what the person coming up with the quote went through and say ‘yes! thats exactly what life is!’ No, lifes not what already dead or perhaps living wise men have summed up in one line. That one line was just a point in their lives.
Let me think of one such point in my life. I think life is that plane where sometimes the front pocket of the seats dont have the vomiting bags in time! ew. thats true, sometimes its that deceiving. (btw i have never seen a front pocket with the bag missing!) bad example.
Life is perhaps like that chocolate bar on the other side of the glass window. You cannot buy it because either you are too poor or too late to find the shop with the closed sign on display! Interesting is the fact that if you are too poor, chances are that you will have enough money at least once in your life to taste that bar. The latter possibility isnt that hard to achieve is it?
How many times have i heard people say ‘life’s boring’. Please think again. Life is boring why? Maybe we are too myopic to experience the delicacies of life.
I took a workshop a few days back. Was it an eye opener for me, the Queen of Lethargy? Well no. In that particular environ, with ACs on, well lit auditorium, among the rich( not everyone, the word goes too well with the sentence) i felt that yes, now i know how i should take rein of my life. Now i know how to handle stress and work with others and finally give a toast to myself for my self discovery. It only lasted till i moved out of the AC, the wel lit rooms, the rich. The next thing i knew, i was keeping ahead of the stress management session. Good eh? Once back home i was in a furious skirmish with my brother, ah the delights of life! Thats life i guess… I mean what is life without stress? Stress rises your chances of heart attacks said the guy from The IT Crowd(check the credibility of my source, but heck thats true!) Well life without too little stress is ‘life’s boring’ dialogue slipping out of your empty taste buds.
to be continued, till i am alive…(deep)