11,111 + days since i was born...Thats a lot of days!!
I reflect back and wonder .."how many of those days have i really 'lived'?"
Then i return to the present and ask myself .."what is real living?"
A question that can be answered lightly- nonchalantly or with deep thought
I'll go with the simple , its ...(and am now struck by the profoundness of the question)....
(am only measuring time in days ...each day is made of 24 hours and each hour by 60 mins and each min by 60 secs )
...a day (not necessarily the whole day) at the end of which i can say i took definitive steps as an individual to :-
a)grow personally (intellectually, physically, socially or spiritually),
b)make someone smile,
c)contributed to the betterment of society,
d)towards the progress of the nation and the world as a whole,
A fuller life will constitute the 'really' living in smaller 'time portions' like hour and minutes
The human body (and mind) is full of potential to achieve anything it decides to. I have begun to realize the value of living every minute though i need to be reminded of it occasionally. And when am conscious of this fact I see myself living more moments of my life....
This step back to counting days passed ....and asking this thought provoking question is to help one see the present in the light of living it fully
Mulling over lost time(years, months, days, hours & moments ) is not living the now.
Remember the following quote ...I will refer to it very often
Neither the Past or the Future Exist ...what does is the Present ...Live It!!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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Years, Months, Weeks, Days, Hours, Minutes, Seconds........and so on.... are a scale to measure passage of time and establish reference points on it.
ReplyDeleteLife in my perspective is living the experiences...the moments we come across ....you can say on various "reference points".
For me its "living" is the journey......"living" the times of so called happiness and sadness, joys and sorrows, victories and defeats, humility and ego, passion and compassion, numbness and delight.....the list could go on.....and we could virtually end up putting a thesaurus here......
I relish, quite insanely at times though, my moments....each of these could evoke various emotions....and that for me is......Living.
I don’t know why we are here, what’s the purpose of our being or is there any at all….but while I am here…I want “live” the moments both, desirable and undesirable, with as much equal justice as I can. Let me feel the emotions and be at my feet to experience the next. We have over the period of time ever-changing roles and responsibilities, either self imposed or merely by the norm. Most of these are the worldly types. We may be here to do a bit……social, intellectual, spiritual et all……that’s there and given …no two ways about it. However, the real living for me is….do I really savour the moments that come my way even whilst acting to fulfil these “tasks”. …….
……..Or do I miss the odd smile from the stranger while I travel to work?....or when was the last time I smiled at a stranger…..…….do I miss noticing the emotions on the faces of little kids when hop to school…..did I miss…its quite breezy today…..……did I realise that I have not seen the sunset for weeks since the sun is already sleeping by the time I leave from work……and hey when did I last see a moon and just stared at it…..……when did I last take a vacation to a go to a place I have never been before.…..when did I last lent an ear to a someone…… I smile at a child in the car standing next to mine at the lights and the child waves back….……. I just put on my shoes and decide to walk aimlessly letting my mind wander at random thoughts …..
I fear water....and I cant swim....but I relish the moment of fear I feel when I go to a beach at night and stand near or in the water at a point where I cannot see a single city light....all I can see is the dark moonless sky and the huge body of water in front of me. I feel "life" when I imagine the very size of the earth when I stand there "feeling" the clouds in the dark sky staring at me and the deep blues frown at my self-perceived audacity. Such are the moments that make life “living” for me…
I do not know if this is the journey from life to death is all there is or is it a halt in a bigger journey. I don’t know if we are here for a purpose, and if we are, I don’t know if we will ever find out what purpose the creator of all this had for us. But if at all there is a purpose, the one who created it all, would have designs to make sure it is done. Whatever I can contribute to betterment of society, if that is betterment at all, will happen. Whatever I can give back to the world, if at all is giving, or do we perceive it so, will happen. I did not bring anything but a body to carry me and will leave the body back here. I could not possibly bring any thing to this world when I came here, and cannot take anything away from it. Whatever I can give here, I am merely an agent in doing so, since I will simply take from here itself and pass it on, again, here itself. Be it money or materials or be it thoughts or deeds, I am merely an agent. And whatever I would give is actually not mine.
So, while I am here let me live the moments and enjoy each of those…..let me experience the emotions my mind and body is capable of ….let me see the things and places that are here……let me feel the connect with the people I come across for they are all like me…….let me see the places that I can and let me connect with the world as I can. As me.