Reminiscing the days when life was simpler, the sun seemed brighter with a tint of yellow joy in its light. My heart was clean, my thoughts were pristine…now the sun hasn’t really changed, neither its light then why does the day feel like night? What has age done to us? Why so dark? Is it of our own choices that we resign to the place we are now? Or is it a journey that was meant to be?
Nobody realizes the package is heavy until it’s opened & picked from its wrappings. I guess childhood is all about the joys of opening this package called life….no matter how varied our days may have been from each other…we all have our share of fond memories. Back to the present & feeling the weight of its contents we realize how one of the biggest pieces in there is responsibility, towards us as well as others. With that come various other pieces like love, career, luck etc. the list is endless… Each individual’s choice to discard or prioritize certain pieces over the other is a tailored decision.
Some may arrange all the pieces out in a way that suits them best, so that each piece is easily accessible according to their priority. Others might take the package & run under a tree, sit in its shade away from everyone else take each piece out have a good look at it & place it back in the box. Maybe they might go through all the pieces within or loose interest over time without having gone through the rest. While some may get so attached to one particular piece they might discard the other bits & concentrate on just this one bit.
Life is nothing more than all of us doing what we think best with this package in our hands. What makes each one special is it’s in our hands for us to piece together, arrange, look at, feel, play with, throw away or do what we feel best with it.
One fine day eventuality catches up & shows us something new……& that’s when we sail away, until then happy exploring!
It's like being super-charged all the time. You get one idea and you have to act on it, and then, what do you know, but you've got another idea before you've finished up with the first one, and so you go for that one, but of course a third idea intercepts the second, and you just have to follow that one, and pretty soon people are calling you disorganized and impulsive and all sorts of impolite words that miss the point completely. Because you're trying really hard. It's just that you have all these invisible vectors pulling you this way and that, which makes it really hard to stay on task. Brain feels "cluttered", or sometimes light in weight
ReplyDeletebut still possess highly imaginative skills which breaks all laws of universe but still make sense in our own way.