Sometimes, I look at the places I have called home throughout my life and think about wonderful things. They remind me of my culture, my heritage, my up-bringing and the humility gone under the very roots of my existence. I appreciate them all with humble and meek acceptance. I value them all with utmost respect and admiration. After this, I call myself disciplined.
Sometimes, I look at the places I have studied at. I look at the friends I have grown up with; the teachers who’ve taught me about the most important thing in my life: patience. I look at the classrooms in which I have spent most of my childhood, studying, laughing, enjoying etc. and sometimes, very well, crying! I look at various lessons I have learned through the past and lessons I am and will be learning as I progress towards the future. I process and refine my education, my leaning, and my experiences. After this, I call myself intelligent.
Sometimes, I look at the places I have traveled to. I think of steep mountain ranges, of gentle river passages, and of serene, green valleys. I look at all these things and say, “Wow! I am a part of the beautiful creations nature has to offer.” I recollect all the excitement, all the liveliness and put it to good use by reliving each and every moment I have spent on those heavenly places. After this, I call myself content.
Sometimes, I look at the relationships I have had. I think of my parents, my friends, my relatives. I think of the love gone behind sustaining and enriching these relationships. I think about the amount of hard work gone behind continuing these relationships. I think about how lucky I have been to be a part of these special moments, these special bonds. After this, I call myself blessed.
But at the end of this all, I look at myself in the mirror. I look at how much I have changed through these years, how different I have become all of a sudden. Only yesterday, I was a kid, enjoying my life as it happened. And now, as an adult, I have a lot of responsibilities, a lot of work, and a lot of liabilities. Things that used to be simpler are not simple now. Things that used to be smaller and better are bigger and more complex now. Life has moved on and along with it, so has the expectations and needs. The reason to rejoice comes for a few times these days and that too, for a brief stay. I try to smile faintly, trying to embrace gratitude but till the time it reaches me, the time dies down. Frustration, depression, anger are all part and parcel of this adult life now. I cope with it, intertwining with reality. After this, I call myself challenged.
But then, there lies hope amidst it all. The hope to think about the past and recalling the beautiful memories inscribed in it. The hope to look at the future and being positive about success regardless of any failure. The hope to celebrate life as happiness comes by, even in small packages. Because life is meant to be lived as we live it, as we mean it. Life comprises of our emotions, of our senses. The better we feel, the happier life becomes for us.
Things that bother us now were present before and will be there in the future as well. Learn to look past them, past their existence because the things we can learn from life are far greater than what we have lost or will lose.
I live to see tomorrow because of the new surprises rather than the old banalities. I live to see tomorrow because of new experiences and new meanings. Yeah, life is all about providing a new meaning to it every day. For me, it is all about staying happy but more than that, it’s also about trying to make others happy first!
And after this, I call myself human.
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