Sunday, December 14, 2008

Life is Life

As Shakespeare rightly said...

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts…

We come, we play our role and we go. The world goes on. What we do and how we do what we do while we are here is all that matters. We’re here one minute, gone the next. No one knows how long they’re here…but so long as we’re here, we can and must make a difference.

Adi Shankaracharya puts it poetically when he says “Life is like a dew drop on a lotus leaf, one never knows when a gust of wind will end its existence”.

All of us all well aware of this truth of life, yet we continue living, day after day, as though there is no end. There are enough things we put off for ‘tomorrow’, there are enough grudges we hold and hatred we nurture, all in the belief that there’s tomorrow. On the other extreme we have those who waste away their life on frivolous pleasures doing nothing substantial with their life.

The wise alone live in the present, making the most of each day. They neither spend their time regretting the past nor worrying about the future, but in the moment, making the best of it.

Generally, it is only in the time of tragedy that we give a thought to the frivolity of life, its unpredictable nature. We resolve to live life to the fullest and not waste a moment. We resolve to spend more time with our loved ones and make up with all those we’ve hurt or been hurt by. We resolve not to leave anything for tomorrow and make the most of the present. But day turns into night and night into another day…and there we are back to our busy lives. Till one gory day once again we face a tragedy and the cycle begins again…

Let’s not wait for a calamity, let’s start today, let’s start right now. Live life to the fullest, make the best of the present, for who knows, tomorrow might never happen, because life is…life.

5 comments:

Giriraj said...

this article comes on a day i lost my good buddy... his car crashed at high speeds and he was gone..

it was yest, that i had started to write about Death. I was writing about the kind of death i want..

this article means a lot to me. i can relate it to various thoughts which r currently going through my mind.. another superb piece of writing.. thanks.. for giving us the reminder..

we must wake up.. TODAY.. coz they may not be a tomorrow...

Anonymous said...

omigosh! you write so beautifully. Thoughts I will carry thru my tizzy day.

Anonymous said...

Read thru all your posts last night with a steaming mug-o-coffee( should've been working but ...hey...your posts lured me so the blame rests squarely on you:)). You write so lyrically, even the prose is poetry and the poetry is well......superlative. Where did you learn to write like that and when did you begin! Anyhow, post more often. Do!

Anonymous said...

hello? more posts pls!! Why the hiatus:-)fun

Rukma Abhijit said...

hey deepa..m back! sorry for the hiatus.