LIFE AS IT SEEMS


Coming to the topic Life as it is, first I must briefly emphasize what I have considered life to be on the base of my past experiences and the way I have survived in this world. Yes, I have to use the word "survive" because so far that is what I have been doing so far. In my diary , my personal diary I have explained in a single statement that we as a community in our social life are the best judges of what others must do and must not do, regardless of the fact that we need such judgments allot more. We are the best judge of others and for ourselves, limitations don't exist and excuses plus liberty does not end anywhere.

Life for me is yet undefined and I conceivably plan to keep it that way. Why? Well maybe because I have not been able to determine adamantly a single profoundly accepted definition of life. Someone who has seen hardships throughout his or her life will always believe life to be hard and a place where you have always to work your way through.

For someone who has been dealing with injustice, he or she will surely say that life is unfair and not just. Someone who is enjoying luxuries, it’s not hard to tell that what life will be for him or her. Consequently, from person to person the definition of life is different and in some cases is unique as well. Like some call life a race, a competition, a marathon, a battle, or an ocean of terrifically enormous waves. Some people's definitions are unique like the old lady in Islamic history who was found in a far outlying place alone in a desert under a tree and reciting Quran. She told that for her the only desire that resided in her heart was that she wanted only Quran to be her complete life's doing. Her only act and her only good deed as well. So, I came to the conclusion that life is undefined because it can't be everything and if it is so many things, then it cannot be nothing as well.

I personally believe that we in order to find meaning and a so-called definition of life, we make this so simple life very complex. Rather, we make it so complex that it is annoyingly difficult to entangle ourselves from these complexities, whereas life is all but a single word. yes, you heard it. No more than a single word. That is all you need to explain life. For me life is a single word as well and these singular words alone are a complete philosophy and they are enough to explain what a person has done in his previous life and what will he further act upon. What I mean to say is that these words are simply worth volumes of written text about that person. I guarantee you that when a person is dying or on his deathbed, he or she sees a flash of all his or her life and then he or she gets a short brief compact, complete, beautiful, obvious word whispered into his or her ears and then that person says it with all his will or her will just with the wish or you may call it a desire to convey what he or she lived for , what that person strived for , fought for, ran after his or her whole life.

Moreover what a person strives for and how a person thinks keep on changing with the course of time so one cannot be judged due to one period that is ongoing in someone’s life. Neither should he or she be subjected to judgment because of how that person thinks because thoughts are and always have been provocative in nature, which are brought in one’s mind only through seeing what going on around them.


This is what life is for me and has been and I guess will remain as well. Not more than a word that can be said in a single breath, which require just a fraction of a second. In the end all I can say is that your every choice, every decision, every step you take takes you towards the final completion of this philosophy no matter how diverse the roads you take may seem, you are not the one who made these roads these pathways and you do not know the secret. All these pathways are leading to the same way. We are just some crazy travellers lost on these puzzling paths, looking for a way out of this maze, where I don’t know about you but I feel a heavy burden on my chest as if I am not able to breathe, but we can just act like a person very near to me said

ALL WE CAN DO IS ACT

Hence proved "ALL WORLD'S A STAGE AND ME AND YOU MERELY PLAYERS/ACTORS" in the words of Shakespeare and here I end my considerably short explanation of life.


(I wrote this 4 years ago. I think this deserves to be here as a part of me that always remains with me as a perspective I held when I was someone else.)

Comments