Like there are no beginnings without the customary “once
upon a time there was a king…” there is, I believe no ending without that much awaited…
“And they lived happily ever after”!!! Being
happy, seeing good and feeling elated are not what you think they are. with every
heart changing, eyeballs shuffling
between men and perception traded for
optimism or lowliness, there lies a silver lining that when crossed, you
actually know the magic secret to living life king size.
Big things are achieved not by preparedness but by sheer
intuition and how many instances do we need to prove the same? Buoyancy was discovered
when a bored Archimedes decided to take a shower in some plush Roman grand Bath
(Eureka!!! Ain’t it?), gravity came to strike the cord in the maddest of all
men, Newton’s head below an apple tree and I wrote my first verse at probably
3 at night (how Satanic of me) as a result of insomnia and a severe
heartbreak!!! Call me overtly assertive of myself or an ardent self patronizer,
I buy and strongly advert the ideal that knowing your pluses and using them to
raise your TRP is no more being lame…dude, it is survival redefined!
To lose it when you do not find the way out is like pushing
aside a pair of Jimmy Choo stilettos just because one day they WILL get old! That
is crap and come on, we all know that. Someone told me once, it is
very easy to let go off the hands of
the friend who is holding onto you while dropping from a cliff. It really takes
courage to cling on to him. Life
is treacherous and trust me, I have seen enough in life to know the plurality of
the statement but then life goes on, and it means that things will fall in
place too.
To go listless…give a shite about the world, juggling
opinions and thoughts like you juggle glasses, keeping a by-stander for every
decision (as a norm falling back on the less needed choices) and a lot more of
such highlights make life the blissful odyssey it is. Imagine the Ford model of
factory processes from the 19th century America. Paupers would us be and money would lead us
on. Doing the same ablution day in and day out can only be life threatening,
no matter how civilized the work setting be! No doubt it does provide us with
the basic necessities in life (knowing the exactitude manner in which the world
runs, I don’t think twice before saying so) Money might tame the wildest soul
but then some odd million years of
Neanderthal genomics do crane up once a while. In such moments, life becomes a movie;
the ticket of which you got for free…entertainment is what you get at the end, no
matter how tumultuous the script be!
