The existence of us

This is my view of how our past unrealistically affects us and how much we care about it in making the present decisions of our life.

The existence of us……………

People come across unparalled but there is a reason  for them to be so. Oh really? Earth is round and where you try to move straight, this complexity surpasses you in minutes. That countenance of an old friend walking through you  lending  you dumbstruck,  a remembrance of old days  making you nostalgic when you relish your albums. What is it all about? A memory clog or your quest after your own yesteryear. The lang syne, it never leaves us and we the affected ones, always keep it  off the hook.  How many of us want to steamroll to our childhood again? That infancy, that immaturity , that purelity of not being able to decipher  this “intellectual world”. That feeling  fantasizes all of us. But lets be clear on it. Are we really ready to leave the sharp age we are going through? The youth, this spring chicken never allows us to leave the fabricated us and enter into the genuine us.

Approaching the worthwhile facts of the ages we come across in our lives, it is quite inevitable that we loose the essence of doing now and always try to reckon the abstract past behind us.

“Oh I ran so fast yesterday, while am I losing up !.”  “My goodness! How could she cheat me?” “What was my fault?? Why me god? Why only am I put to test!”  “ I won’t leave her , how could she insult me . I will see her!!!  “ Now these were just few of the umpteen stacks of the negative stimuluses we carry in our lives and let them decide our future so cushionly and effortlessly.

Why do we let this normal human nature overtake our power to think something different? Why not we decide whom to set store on to and which ones to brush aside. Lets be frank to ourselves and say the unevasive truth to our own selves. What we want to do in life is not an issue to be negotiated, it costs our whole life, damn it. It effects your family, your future kids and what not. Decide once, ask your soul and do it even if you are the only one doing it in a lot of hundreds or even thousands!

Ending this short discussion without making it look like a pompous motivational speech, lets move to the climax with a question to ponder over,

Life led by others is not a life lived, it is just a transition of a physical body , not a soul, from a child to a grown-up to a white-haired rusty. Wanna live it or pass over?