Despite all the imperfection
of my life and the times we live in, there’s so much beauty all around. I don’t
know if I adopt an overly simplistic view of the otherwise complex world, or
whether I approach it with an astonishing zeal of optimism, but life keeps
getting dearer to me.
I know life is a finite
entity and the journey since we were born could also be perceived as a walk
towards the infinite beginning which starts with the end of this life. Do we
however know what happens beyond that point of nothingness, that moment of big
crunch? We don’t, although we have unproved theories of what that phase after
death could be like, and how many more births we may be subjected to. While
it’s all speculative and largely abstract, the physical truth is this being of
our lifetime. For me, the biggest truth of my life is that I’m right now alive
and which is why I can make a conscious difference if I chose to. The physical
death of my life may not be the end of my consciousness, but for me this life
is all I have. I don’t care what will happen once this ceases to exist, for I
love this life of mine way too passionately.
Our life is our life’s best
gift. I may not have been responsible for my life coming into being, but I’m at
the helm of my living. The oxygen I inhale to be alive may not be mine, but I’m
the custodian of the body through which it passes. It’s incredibly important to
me. It’s far more significant than only a balancing act between oxygen and
carbon dioxide. The best way we can give back to our life is to love it
unconditionally. I’ve never had a perfect day, not even when I was a child and
I had no baggage of societal or parental expectation. I’ve never had everything
I longed for, but that hasn’t stopped me from longing for something I don’t
have. I aspire, I crave, I dream, I falter, I stumble, I recollect, I reflect,
I absorb, I laugh and I cry. You see, it’s just as ordinary a life as anyone
else’s. But this isn’t how I gauge it; I never did.
The biggest fear of my life
is that one day it all will end. This roller coaster ride will have to stop and
I’d have to offboard my cruise. I won’t be able to see this beautiful world,
smell those wonderful flowers, and touch my dear ones. That is one hell of a
scary thought. Whenever this cuts through my mind, I fall in love all over
again with my celebrity life, with all the madness for it that I have. I’m the
best thing that could have happened to my life. I don’t know if an almighty has
created me. If yes, he or she would know that through all ups and downs, what
I’ve been witnessing is nothing short of a historic experience. Thank you!
Most part of my teenage, I
believed in the omni-powerful three words: tomorrow never dies! I’ve had this
written all over my bookshelf, my study table, and all my books. There was a
sense of tremendous thrill in those three magical words. Some of my pessimistic
friends would tell me, ‘But tomorrow never comes!’ While I couldn’t dispute the
truth in that, I used to tell them, ‘No matter what happens today, there shall
always be a tomorrow.’ While there’s a risk of undermining the importance of
‘today’ in the context of romanticizing ‘tomorrow’, no one could take away from
me my firm belief in the prospect of tomorrow. I’d think of tomorrow as shinier
and more promising than today. With the passage of every day, that wouldn’t
necessarily always be true and some of my tomorrows would be uglier than the
previous day; but I’d soak in the glory of what better the new tomorrow could bring
me.
Many years on, I know today
is a bigger reality than tomorrow as the later may always remain elusive,
uncharted, untested and untasted. That in turn amplifies my love for my life. For
me, my life is all in a day’s moments, the day which is today and far closer to
me than a prospective tomorrow, which will have to take up the shape of today
before it becomes part of my conscious reality and presents itself to me.
I’m here to make a good
living out of my life for as long as it’s mine. I’ll write, love, sing, talk,
walk and I’ll do all of this in celebration of my being alive. One life and one
love!
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