Wednesday, March 25, 2015

# BEYOND HORIZON # Life

Life is not easy, because it was never meant to be easy!

I am staring at a blank page. To write, or not to! 


I just want to splurge this page with beautiful indigo ink. This alluring ink shall enhance the beauty of a blank page. Yes! A page filled with random words, sentences, phrases, verses, and many more. I love such page, not a blank one. What does a blank page makes you think of? Sadness, calm or serenity? A book has a power to hold on everything in this universe into it. A story, fantasy, fairytale, literature!

Let it be the serene smell of a new book, or old one, it has always fascinated me. How many of us write a journal on a daily basis? Many, not many or most of us? Writing is a vent. It releases those blocked emotions deep inside one’s mind. I had written a phase of my life in a dairy. The ups and downs, the one’s whom I liked or disliked, the secret desire, wishes, ugly truth. I had enclosed all my bitter-sweet memories. To tear it one day! Yes! I did tear each and every page of that journal. Why? I had no answer to the questions it might have raised. (In case if you read it) I am not answerable to anyone for my emotions or reactions.

Can one really become like a protagonist portrayed in a fiction? Can someone be an Ann Veronica? Can someone be a Dominique from The Fountainhead? Beautiful, Charming and most of all Bold/Courageous! Surely there are real life heroes around us. We just haven’t met them.

You cannot judge someone the way they look or by the life they live. You don’t have the right to! Who knows the beautiful kohl eyes must have cried their heart out!

I complain about my life most of the time. Does anyone here do the same? Life’s beauty lies in imperfection. What is the point of living if we have attained perfection? Each day we live, we work; we earn to have a better tomorrow.

Every time I feel distressed, I make myself remind the sayings of Einstein, Shakespeare, Buddha, Sheldon and Dr.Brennan (yes, they are the most rational characters).


Life is not easy, because it was never meant to be easy! But Life can be beautiful. How? I am sure you can answer it. 

8 comments:

Vijeytha Biradar said...

The underlying message comes out very clearly. And the most beautiful part, I feel,is "Life’s beauty lies in imperfection. What is the point of living if we have attained perfection?"

:)

Gazal Bharadwaj said...

its not just about to write or not to write. You know, at times its also about TO BE OR NOT TO BE. don't you...:)

Eon Heath said...

Hey, Hi

Blank pages. Life. How are the 2 different from each other? Each is shaped by our thoughts and decision. Its our choice to fill them, to paint them.

A good life and a bad life. Really, it just life. As it is said that someone's angel will be another man's demon. Perspective.

And yes, life is beautiful. Always.

Good to read you after a long time.

Regards,

Dumbhead...
:)

astrosunilnomy said...

Good to read your post after many days, life is what you make of it. how you take it. The Secret book/movie emphasizes to take life positively. Deep down, its just comes to thought that how you make the most of it. Of course it can be beautiful, in many different ways to different people. Well, things would be simple if life was a bit easy !!

Beyond The Dream said...

nice

Soliloquies BeyondFewWords said...

a very pertinent question, can you embody the fiction in reality? Tearing old memories is heart-wrenching. I hope this time is gone

RM said...

Every time I read Ayn Rand I feel it is possible to have the satisfaction of having lived life on your own terms. At the same time I feel a pang, a longing for the kind of people she had around. Equally strong in their convictions, a match for her mind, reciprocating her wavelength. My heart grows sad.

Life is not meant to be easy, but this feeling of being surrounded by people who are deaf to your kind of words, insensitive to your kind of feeling and blind to your kind of vision, this is something much beyond just being "not easy" or even difficult. It is like trying to breath submerged in water with the cognitive dissonance that easy breathing is also possible in a world as sketched by Ayn Rand. If she could imagine Fransisco, Rearden & Galt, she must have seen half a Frisco somewhere. I envy her the luck at times and pine more for that world.

Your post reminded me of my Idol. Love it.

Take care.
P.S. you had posted it long back so hoping that whatever small worries were there are over.

:)

Beyond Horizon said...

Hello all :)

Thank you for your valuable replies.

Troubles are like waves but thankfully I am still anchored and everything's fine.

As for long hibernation, writing sparks less often these days. :)