An Euphemism Called Life

Everybody experiences trigonometry in their lives. Some lucky people experience the tan curve while some hardworking people experience the sine. The problem with most of the people lies in them failing to understand that life is a beautiful self-balancing machine. If matter and anti-matter did not exist the phenomenon called existence would not have ever existed. Happiness and sorrow, love and hatred, beauty and ugliness, richness and poverty are all relative terms. The measuring stick that one uses differs with every person. Every mother is confident that her kids are the best. But ask a childless mother and she will find every kid on the street to be the best.

We pick up age as we travel towards the graveyard. This journey can be made interesting by adding value to others lives sometimes at our own expense. An abstract energy cloud keeps building around us that rains sweet fruits or acid as you reach crucial milestones depending on the type of foot marks that you leave on others' lives. I strongly believe in the Law of Conservation of Energy. This law, though very empirical, makes huge sense. This leads me to confess that I do not believe in rebirth. We have to get all accounts settled before we reach our destination or our journey continues. 

We meet people, try to check for mental resonance, and decide our stance on them depending on the amplitude of the resultant frequency. One person connects to you so well that you do not feel like walking alone any further. It would not be a mistake to take a detour at that point but only if you feel the resultant wavefront is permanent. Its a tough situation when you take a detour expecting to halt at a beautiful garden but end up in no mans land. Several people freeze at this juncture. At this point, finding the hidden route to either your original track or the calculated adopted course is very important though it is emotionally draining and mentally disturbing. Calm down, relax, think, recalculate. Once you decide to retake one of the two paths, there is no turning back. Its not in my rights to comment which path is better as everybody has been gifted with their pound of gray matter, though in different shades.

This world is a minefield. Beautiful with orchids on the surface and brutal at its roots. The irony is that we lay these mines ourselves and forget where we placed them. Everybody succumbs to one of the seven sins at least once in their lifetime. Even Mahatma Gandhi was not left untouched by them. But he had a self retracting conscious that most of us sadly lack today. We need to be strong enough to catch that one missile of chance that life keeps throwing at us. And it is not easy getting that strength. But if Mahatma Gandhi could do it, why not we? Think.. Think.. 

Life is not as serious as I made it sound. Its pretty easy to make friends with. Its very approachable, loves to be petted but its nervous that you might hurt it if you are not in your senses. Life is a friend to everybody. Befriend it and it will help you. Think about fighting against it, you will surely lose. Treat life as you treat your family. Help it when it needs you the most and it will squeeze itself till your  last drop of emotion is let out. It does not want you to hide your feelings. 

So express yourselves.