LIFE is just a four letter word but it has depth, it is vast, it is undeterminable and it cannot be defined. Life is unpredictable and is fragile like a new born baby. It remains a secret till the end. Life is a great teacher it teaches us throughout our journey. Life struggles through the rough patches and along the lonely trails. But it never stops, it never rests. It keeps moving on like the hands of the ticking clock only to halt at the last stop which is its destination.
Life is never late nor does it ever wait for the lazy and the wretched, or the gloomy and the wicked. Everyone has different intentions in their life but life determines a fate which is equivalent to one’s deeds. Life is fair but sometimes it’s cruel. We need to adjust to life’s tantrums while it refuses to compromise on ours. Such a stubborn girl is life.
“Life is meant to be lived and not to be wasted away in fears and regrets.” This is what people say but they do not tend to live up to this motto. They waste their life in luxury and misery. They practice sins and shun their virtues to enjoy the vices of life. But life keeps on watching them from the corner of its eyes, penning down every deed in the ledger of one’s Karma.
Life is made up of moments and knitted into the chain of memories. Some good, some bad, some happy and some sad. Life is a mixture of the sweet and the sour. Life is fire, life is water. Life is a treacherous teacher. Life is anonymously familiar. Such an oxymoron some situations are.
What else can I say about life? We just have to live it and learn from it. And I have just begun to live, to learn, to yearn, to hope. I am on my way to an unknown destination hopeful about my future. Every step leads me closer to my destiny. It makes me wriggle and juggle for my fate which I personally think we carve ourselves. It’s neither planned in advance nor is it written on our palms. We are the mere creators of our destiny. God just moves along with us jotting down snippets of our Karma. Maybe he is marking how much we need to suffer before we finally come knocking at his door.
Life is to be loved and lived. But most importantly, it has to be nurtured. Because life is like a new born baby fragile and sensitive. Life cannot deal with shit or even if it can, it has to pay a price. Shit is pricey just as blessings are.
Life is priceless just as memories are. Live it gracefully. Slay each day with your existence and your motivation. Live each day to the fullest. Life has a purpose- to love, to give, to live and to be thankful for each additional day.