Friday, October 13, 2023

Ephemeral life

We know life is ephemeral, it's a journey towards the death. we have a limited time, we know nothing is gonna remain permanent but we still seek permanence. This is weird but needs to be see with a different perspective. Even a rational person weeps when his loved one dies. The one who used to talk about accepting death as we accept the birth also shatters upon death. Birth is often celebrated but we mourn in death. It silences oneself. What makes us think straight in the state of sorrow? Can we really able to remain away from the pain that separation brings? Is the void they left in us ever filled by any other person? It stings to imagine time without them. Surely life goes on, and you will be busy but when you get free and realize the one who was so dear to you is not near, it will bring undefined pain and you will have no choice other than to embrace it. I heard somewhere that life is preparation and death is an exam. How well you can prepare for death? How more you can live when you are alive? Living in the present is the best thing you can do but how can we ignore that we are made up of the past. If we remove our past, what we are left with? When a person loses memory, his and the lives of people around him become miserable. Memories are weird in a way. We don't really value them unless they bring joy or tears. We make memories, and delving into the lane of memories brings that moment in front of us. When we don't have that person with us to relive that moment, we feel cheated by the time, and we feel bad about good memories too. We may console ourselves by looking at those moments with gratefulness. We try to analyze those spent time which now become a memory. We may regret behaving out of emotions and not respecting people in some moments. We feel maybe I could behave in such a way, maybe I could hold on to myself, maybe I could put others before me without being selfish, maybe I could forget about my worries, and my problems and empathize with that person. The list may be go on and on and we may miss that person even more. We are not perfect, we have set some boundaries, and we feel others should cross them and come to us but we may not break them. What stops us from being kind, considerate, and respectful to the dearest people around us whom we take for granted in most cases? Why do we ignore the one who is dear and near to us? Why do we distract ourselves with other things when the solution to our botheration can be obtained from a person sitting right near us? Why cant we value the real person, their existence until they become a memory? Who should we blame for all of our uncontrollable behavior? 

Ephemeral life

We know life is ephemeral, it's a journey towards the death. we have a limited time, we know nothing is gonna remain permanent but we st...