Ask
anyone- What is your hobby? The most matter of fact answer would be traveling!
People wait all the year through to find a suitable time to sneak out for a
trip; some prefer the beach and some the hills. Enthusiasm, fervor, planning
coupled with some breath taking experiences marks the start and end of any traveling expedition. And with the social media being the lifeline of every
person, without uploading some peculiar, amusing pictures the cycle is most
certainly not over. All Smiles!!
What
about the journey called Life? Where are the pictures of this journey? Does
planning work here? Who decides how the journey begins or ends? Can the
pictures on Facebook reveal the essence of this journey?
Indeed
the most exciting, aimless, indecisive journey one can embark upon is the
journey called life. Did we choose to come to this world? The answer is known
to all. Can we decide when we want to leave it? NO! As one grows older do we
actually decide what course this journey takes, or is it an Illusion that we
all live in. Mere puppets we are in the hands of time!!
This
journey is infinite, and only ends when someone decides that the spirit should
leave the body. The stupefying experiences of this journey remains etched in
the mind and heart of the traveler alone, and no matter how many fellow travelers one meets, no one can ever claim to know or understand the story of
the other. To Each His Own, could say! Then what about the pictures of this
journey- there are numerous and beyond count for sure. But most definitely the
pictures we see on social networking sites are only a fragmented depiction of
this journey. What actually is or what ought to be is beyond anyone’s
comprehension.
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The
date of birth and the date of demise, mark the start and end of the voyage so
to say, and in-between one is tossed around from one phase to another, and the
comedy of errors, goes on.
Arms
open, feet grounded and mind free, let the journey of life go on astonishing.
Till the time one can say Sojourn!
Oh that life were a trip to a hill station. Or a beach. Sunbathing. Enjoying the orangey haze of the sun through closed eyelids. Maybe some lives are.
ReplyDeleteMost lives though are more like a mountain car rally. With the vehicle you're in the one you are born with. It may not be a Hummer. But it'll do, whatever it is. As long as it runs. And run it must as you strive to reach all the check points within set deadlines.
There will be engine breakdowns. These must be overcome. Sometimes a person will stop by and give your vehicle the push it needs.
Yes, there will be places of breathtaking beauty along the way. Stop awhile and soak it in. For as long as the next deadline allows. Maybe your new found friend will stop alongside you. These moments cant go on for ever. There's always the next check point.
But you see unlike most mountain car rallys, this one has multiple routes. And multiple finish lines. At times you'll drive yourselves crazy over what route to take. And you'll always wonder if you'd taken he right one before.
And where are the pictures you ask. You see you never had the camera. Its not so much about the memories you made as it is about the the memories you made it into.
It is about the people who walk up to you at the end and hug you with moist eyes and tell you that it was the most spirited driving they'd ever seen.
Point taken captain :)
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