Gravely ill or mostly isolated in a room, fairly bored, thinking of possibilities and fearing the inevitable doom, we often reflect back on the journey already travelled, the options explored, and paths not chosen. What ifs shroud our minds, and we often think of the choices we never made. What if we went that way? Would our story be any different? What if we never loved the people we loved? Never regretted our choices? Never understood right from wrongs? Would we still be the person we are? Maybe not.
But would it all decrease the pain we felt in life? Maybe so. If we never felt pain, how would we understand it? Funny how every time we feel pain, physical or otherwise, we tend to think we have never felt so much before. We have never been hurt this way. But is there truly a parameter to measure the different pains under different circumstances? I guess not. Therein lies the beauty of life. If we never had doubts, never wondered what ifs, then perhaps we wouldn't be hurt so much.
Then what about the physical pain we suffer? Why do we suffer? Why do we blame God for every bad day? Why do we assume pain is caused by our sins? Why can't pain be a boon? Perhaps a reason to realise the worth of everything you have. Put a value on the life you live, even in utter disappointments. Still breathing. You are alive. Feel blessed for the breath. Not many are as lucky. You see the colours. Smell the spring. Taste the delicious food. Count your blessings.
What if in a parallel universe, you are just a character in someone's book?, They have already decided your role, your story, people you meet, people you love, people who care and who don't; it's all written somewhere or being told to someone. Live the journey to the inevitable destination, grateful for your pains that make you value your pleasures.
~ Suranya
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