Another year passes by. This one is special. This will be the only 27th when I would be 27 and this coincidence would never repeat until eternity. Doesn't it call for a big party? It does, alas, it falls in the Days of Mourning. The party will have to wait until a month or so. That's alright.
I am grateful towards my parents who helped me open my eyes to this world. A world which is fast, impudent, relentless, and eternal.
Seems like a long journey traveled already. 27 years. Journey of life. A rollercoaster that awaits the next big roll, where everyday is a mystery. For days life remains monotonous, suddenly, something or someone from somewhere, comes in or goes out and the monotony evaporates. Everything changes. Then you somehow manage to accustom yourself to the new environment and again the next big roll. An infinite loop of uncertainty wrapped around bits of happiness. These bits is where we live.
Herbert Spencer coined; "Survival of the fittest", which was adapted by Darwin in his theories. Though it seems we too are caught up in the same fight. The fight of survival. I ask why? Why to Survive when we can Live?
A long chat with a long lost friend, a late night movie show, long time spent traveling, reading your favorite author, a hearty laugh, a morning jog, even a chance to breathe fresh clean pollution free air,and many other similar events brings out the life in you.
I might have lived such 27 life giving unique events so far, but I wish that in the fresh and newest part of the life ahead, I wish to see every event as an event I lived and not survived. Let the fittest survive, but I wish to be the one who lived.
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