Life is what you make it

Let me tell you a story.
A situation that I have actually witnessed during my growing years. I have seen enough such stories around me but this one remains fresh in my mind even today!

There was this guy quite the prosperous kind. He had a great job, lovely kids, a decent house and of course a loving wife. They were one big, happy and contented family.
But there was one problem.
This guy was an incurable alcoholic.
Then something suddenly happened!!!

Let me narrate you another story running in parallel
There was this guy of a more prosperous kind. He had a good job, lovely kids, a decent house and of course a loving wife. He was always based out of the country earning supposedly well. They too were one big, happy and contented family.
But there was one more guy in the family. Who used to take care of the family in the absence of the father. He was quite an old man
The wife had some health problems
Then something suddenly happened!!!

In story1; the guy fell off the train and like a pack of dominoes I saw the entire family falling apart. It’s one sad ending that I will always remember as life’s one lesson!

In story2; the mom dies. The kids are stranded. The father still has to hold on to his job. He couldn’t be with the kids. The old man finally takes care of the kids and hold them together. Raises them well

What do we learn from these two stories?
Yes, life is a bitch and a worse one. There’s no doubt about it. It’s like that black soot that goes into each nook and corner of your body and makes u weak within. You just cant escape life. You have to face it.
And while you do, you have to be either strong or give into it. This exactly what happened with the people in story1 and story2. While the people in story1 inhaled all the soot they can… the people in story2 wore masks and in their own way fought life.

I can’t remember a single person alive in story1 but the people in story2 survived, settled and live life in their own terms. They fought. They had a guiding angel. And for the sake of argument one person in story1 could have been a guide for this family but they chose otherwise.

If you give into life… you succumb to everything. I wish atleast the people around them were supportive enough which could have diverted their chain of events. Actually that’s the problem with our society. We pass judgement too quickly and our conclusions are more quicker than our understanding of the situations. If only, the family sat together and put their issues in front of them.

Let me ask you two Questions

Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?

Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.

Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts.
Here are the facts about the three candidates. Who would you vote for?

Candidate A
Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He’s had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.

Candidate B
He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.

Candidate C
He is a decorated war hero. He’s a vegetarian, doesn’t smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.

Which of these candidates would be our choice?

Here are the answers…
Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B is Winston Churchill .
Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.

And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question:

If you said YES, you just killed Beethoven.

Life is what you make of it. And successful people are those who stand tall even in all adversities…

Go on… have a great life. You are truly blessed to have one!

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The unanswered question!!!!

Dear All

I read the following article in the morning and it has left me something to think about. This has been nagging my mind throughout the day and I feel like sharing the same with you all!!!!

No doubt that people need meanings to everything and for that they need to ask questions. Each person is questioned by life; and he/she can only answer to life by answering for his/her own life.

For that he/she is to live as others’ answer or experiences may not be as meaningful as you may be expecting.
There is great meaning in life for those who are willing to journey rather than those who stand or sit looking for it.
Meaning is not what you start with, but what you look for during the journey and end up with. Meanings are not determined by situations, but we determine ourselves by the meanings we give to situations.

Ultimately, one should not ask what the meaning of his/her life is, but rather he/she must recognize that it is he/she who is asked.

Most of the time life is half or almost spent/gone away before we realize what it is and by that time it is too late to live fully the gone moments.

As long as one keeps searching on the journey, the answers will come. Never ever forget/stop living in quest for the meaning of life or because of some unresolved questions in your mind. In the book of life, the answers aren’t in the back. You are to go through the book. You’ll have to take the journey. You will have to live and find yourself. It is the story/journey that matters not just the ending.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves.

Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given to you now because you will not be able to live them.

And the point is to live everything.

Live the questions now.

Perhaps, then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

- Rainer Maria Rilke

Regards

Sudharshan

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You have to move on…

Another death in the family…
The very sentence leaves you dry, as if something is being taken out of your body. Even worse if it’s the person you were the closest. I mean a mom, dad, grand parents, anyone you can’t live without!

I saw in one of my friend’s status messages on a chat window “Mom passed away” and that kind of threw me back. Not because of the what was mentioned, but I could actually see swollen eyes, an eeire house, lots of people in the house, lots of messages, phone calls, weeping, whining, lending shoulders to cry on… and everything otherwise in that order!

God! Its one of those moments we wouldn’t wanna be in anyone’s shoes.
We even pray that this should not happen to even our worst enemies.

But death does come knocking at our door.

And inspite of closing the door on its face, it apparently finds its own way. None we can do!

I tried it almost three times to the people I loved the most My mom, my dad and my grandpa… but then do you get a choice?

Death is nasty. It sucks. It’s heartless. It’s black. It only brings emptiness.
None we love and all we can hate!

I don’t want that to happen ever again… Can I have this wish?

I guess I can’t. Mortal souls do perish some day. How far can we push the limits? And how long?

I don’t think there’s anything that we can do to postpone it. I mean when it happens it has to happen. It will happen.

But then with death comes a new life.
A life ahead full of memories of the past.
Things you did together.
Things that mattered.
Things that made lots of sense and lots of nonsense too!

For you to enjoy these memories…
Don’t you think you need to take a step today to bring that happiness and peace within you and to the people around you?

Take that step today. With yourself. With people around you.

This life is too good. Don’t pray for a better one. Make it a better one.

I challenge you… You will not only have the best memories… You actually move on!


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Before you kick that bucket…

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

and so on it goes…

A poem written by W.H Davies

I vividly remember having learnt this poem while I was in my 4th grade.
My English teacher made me read this poem over and over again to the point that I really hated the poet for having created such a complicated poem which I was supposed to by heart and recite in front of the whole class. I really used to hate those recitations in class in front of all my peers… All they used to do is find faults and correct us on our diction!
I found it utterly boring and ever so complicated.. it was then.

I am glad today that I am writing this post since I do have that time to stand, stare and ponder over those good ‘ol days where we had so much time to stand and stare, yet we were constantly told by our elders to do things that they liked and not what we wanted to do.

This post is about reminding you what you are, what you wanna be and what you wanna do with your life.
Take time to see where you really wanna be let’s say five years down the line.

You may be a professional, a student, a housewife any one for that matter! Each and every person should have a plan chartered out for himself.
As I am writing this I still don’t and I really wish I could actually know where I will be few years down the line.
Hence, I am writing this post. Maybe if not me atleast I could reach out to my readers who will get that spark and plan their lives well.

How much do we really need to earn?
How much do we need to spend?
How much money do we need?
Do we need to live only for others? Or ourselves?
Can we chart our own course in life?
Should we imbibe the same thoughts to our kids? Or give them enough space so that they can do all that we couldn’t?
So many questions come to my mind.

Whatever is in store can’t we accept that and live the life that we wanna live? I have had friends, acquaintances, colleagues who did what they were told while they wanted to be something, someone else.
I have actually met very few people in my life who did what they wanted to do and stood by their ideologies. This post is a way to salute them for what they have done with their lives. Realized their dreams.

I always wanted to take up architecture as my career. Build structures that are a reflection of what I am. Maybe that’s too much to even dream but hey why not?
Why have dreams that are smaller?
Why not dream bigger?

You know in the rush of things we tend to miss so many things in life.
While we are happy and focused we can grab a lot of things on the way.

It’s like taking a good hike and also enjoying some time in the wilderness!
Now imagine you are on a highway you never wanted, waiting desperately for a bus you never wanted to catch, but have you got a choice?
Someone has told you to take that road and catch that bus. Even worse, imagine what you missed while staying in the hot sun, drenched in sweat and cursing your fate!

I really wish at this stage of my life that I should do all those things that I ever wished.
Go on a long hike, run away for a few days with my wife to some place where we don’t know any one, get married with my wife all over again, do some social work, go on a spiritual journey, go to a rock concert and get fully drunk…a tattoo maybe! and many, many things….

It’s just one life that we have got.

And before we kick that bucket… shouldn’t we live life to its fullest?

Well, what’s your bucket list?


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