Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Life #2

The Truth about Advice

Over the next few posts, over a span of the next few days, I'm going to explain to you my way of life. Just because I learnt it the hard way doesnt mean you should learn from me and correct my mistakes. Rather I'd rather advice you to introspect, into situations where you'd be subjected to the kind of scenarios that i describe, and analyze whether my response to the stimuli makes sense to you. Because, heres the thing about mistakes, some make impact sooner and some make impact later. But some of them; never supposed to make any impact, end up being the major life changing factor.

The very first thing that every human is entitled to is breath. Which is, in my opinion the only useful form of any entitlement..The second entitlement, which is, if thought about a complete waste of grey matter- Origin. A legacy, a bloodline is worthless, nothing but a ruse to manipulate our faith and altar our destiny. We are what we are and in no way our soul affected by those from who we entered into the world.
Coming to the point, the third and the most useless entitlement of them all- Advice
Every person in the human race is entitled to receive and donate this funny little thing called advice. My first concept of advice would be the kind that I receive from my parents. The- 'wear your hoodie if you feel cold' or the 'eat your vegetables to be healthy' Which by itself utterly useless because as children we are more inclined towards disobeying the elders rather than actually making sense of what they are saying, and as adults we either choose to eat veggies or we dont, advice doesnt change shit for us. However useless, this advice is pretty harmless as it doesnot affect our decisions in life in anyway. 
Next comes the advice that does the real damage. The kind of advice that can be classified as hypocritical. Have you ever heard the saying
'Live everyday like its your last'

Well think about the people who actually gave you this advice. These are the kind of people who are very successful in their life in their own respective ways, and trust me when i say they havent reached there by enjoying life. Rather success comes only with hardwork. These are the kind of people who believe in the principle that the total happiness in life is the total hardwork you do. And while it is true that somepeople find happiness in what they do, it is also true that it is always necessary that one must always do what he or she feels like, because very honestly; that is never how the world will work. So, are these people hypocrites? Do they do all of this just to misguide us so theyd have the sole rights to success? Id rather say yes than not but a further thought pushes me to tell you the entire story behind this quote game
There was once, a woodcutter C. He had two friends, A and B who were woodcutters too.
He used to go out into the woods with his friends to get wood everyday. There were three kinds of wood available in the forest which ascended up the hill.
Firewood that was available on the base of the hill, Wood through which paper could be obtained on the low rises of the mountain and Sandalwood that was available on the peak only.
Now, Our woodcutter C was a hard working chap, he rushed before his friends reached the base of the forest and managed to reach the top and greedily chop away at sandalwood trees because of the high price of sandalwood. However it would take him several manhours to do so and hence he would have to start early in  the morning and go without his friends to the top of the hill just to earn a few extra $
His friends would have a comparatively leisure time starting after dawn and reaching the base of the forest hill still rubbing their sleepy eyes. Naturally, the firewood available was in great quantities in comparison to the paper wood and sandalwood, therefore there was a great morning rush of woodcutters chopping away at the trees in the woods since morning. While our friend B decided to stay down on the base of the mountain after having a shared lavish meal with A, A always preferred to walk an extra mile and still reach the paper wood forest where there wasnt much crowd but the forest was thin and the pay was moderate too.
Now, what our successful friends mean to say is. These are the C guys. The ones who rushed on wayy too fast too far to be the ONE unique person in a million. However the 'live everyday like its your last' advice just means to say that theyd wished they had done a few things differently. Like spend more time with friends, Share their tiffins, enjoy the small pleasures of life. Because finally in life, its the memories that cost gold while the money fades away. However they also advice one not to blindly be lazy and stop where everyone stops. Because even after enjoying all pleasures of life one must feel obligated to walk an extra mile to work hard and deserve what they earn.

As I spiral down further into my thoughts I realize how no one advised me to look at advises this way. So Im going to end todays gyaan with one simple advice. 
'A dead soul leaves behind an immortal story, while an unsatisfied one leaves behind ghosts of ruin'


Sunday, December 9, 2018

Life #1

On several occasions, the thought, the question of reason of life has fluently crossed my mind. There is a feeling inside of me, an answer, a fact that i cannot quiet explain; not even to my own self! It always makes its presence felt, makes sense, when this profound question of human- being is posed in my mind. However, I find no manner or medium through which i can possibly articulate it. It comes and it goes; as if to only make me realize that what is, is right. I have never been thorough enough to explore the thought, to process, enhance and picture the true meaning of LIFE. The master plan of it all
So for these strings of posts I'm going to step down a notch. To a level that my brain can process, analyse and present to you- my readers, as a refined thought- a philosophy.

The very first time I ever really thought about life was when I first thought of death. Like The Passenger correctly penned- only miss the sun when it starts to snow. I was 5 when I was sneaking up on the stair case to scare my Mom and Dad. That's when I heard their conversation about a close relative passing away. I was shocked, but i also wanted to know what had exactly happened to I played dumb when they saw me standing on the staircase. Dad picked me up and told me about lets say Uncle Dave, going on a long vacation to USA. (because USA was out of bounds for me back then) That's when I realized the first thing that could make even my father want to lie to me- death. As I grew older I stared to form the gradual logical philosophy that nothing but death is true and beyond death lies our actual fate. I reached a point where I began to believe in a place called heaven (I wasnt wrong)But then the inevitable happened, a question that still troubles me, a question that i hope to trouble all of your minds with- What is life?
My initial thought was that surely whoever made all of this had better things to do than make a billion people fall out only to learn to become like one another and to breathe and exist until one day they are taken to where they belong. I was sure life had more meaning to it. Why does a cuckoo sing in the morning. Why does the snake bite if harmed. Why do humans make Tik Tok videos? These questions troubled my mind as i reached upon one and the only fathomable logically sound explanation- There must be no GOD. But then What is LIFE? Who ever defined life? Why does a respiring animal think. Why cannot stones be alive? Why this discrimination between the living and the existing. Do souls really exist? Where does this waste in form of death go. What differentiates a brain ded person from a living person?

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