Its about time...

Time is a very scarce commodity. A day has 24 hours. And more often than not, you want to get more out of life than what the 24 hours have to offer. You wonder what it would be like to have a couple of hours more in the day. A couple of hours which you could use to do the things in life that are dear to one’s heart. The ones those are always present on the radar. But, that is where they remain…on the radar. Often, they do not come into the crossfire. They do not grab your attention. And then there are times when they fade into oblivion…ending up being nothing more than a blip on the radar. And the truth of the matter is that you do not wish for that to happen. You wish that it didn’t turn out the way that it did. You wish that you could have ended up doing more justice than you did. For, it did deserve the justice. It did deserve your undivided attention.

The thing about life that makes it so interesting is that it sets boundaries. Finite possibilities those are open for any individual at a given point of time. However, it does inevitably leave you a window of opportunity to do your own thing. The art lies in recognizing that window and seizing that with both your hands and making the most of what you have. But that is not the real art. That is not the real skill. The real skill lies in making your own windows…not using the ones that Microsoft has to offer. Not waiting for the rule book to be written before you can read it…but writing your own rule book. And then gleefully breaking each and every one of them with pleasure. For rules are nothing but shackles and barriers that curtail your thinking. They define boundaries. And life is not about boundaries…it’s about the vast expanse of thought and opportunities that are on offer. It’s all about thinking out of the box. And yet not overlooking the inconspicuous box and what it contains.

In the rat race called life, it’s very facile to lose track of the wish-list. Often than not, you can end up falling in the trap of the rut…and you can’t get out. And it’s not because you cannot…it’s not because you don’t want to…it’s because you don’t realize that you are in the rut in the first place. It’s akin to quick sand. It sucks you in. And before realization dawns on you, you are already in knee-deep of shit. And while it’s not too late, it does take a lot of you to try and get out. But the good bit is that what lies on the other side of the fence is actually interesting. Nobody enjoys being in shit any which way.

The timing of the glow of the bulb of enlightenment is very crucial and a lot depends on luck. You may wake up well in time to board the flight back home. Else, it would be a case of ‘ignorance is bliss’. Stuck at the airport terminal 2A in wait for the next available flight; something that doesn’t seem to be in the near future. Your dream only a figment of imagination…

Life ends up being nothing short of a mess. A mess through which one tries real hard to get out. Break the shackles and achieve some sort of sanity. And life keeps popping reminders at you that you need to get your act together…for the next chance could be a while away…