So how’s life??

This I feel is one of the most widespread interrogative statements that get exchanged during a conversation which gets answered in the most common conduct as well. Now what’s your retort to the above subject? Perceptibly people would come up with their own thoughts all shored up with their personal experiences. But don’t know why I am still pondering around to counter this question. I’m not far behind to celebrate a quarter of century old rapport with life but yet to have a solid assertion to this conundrum. However at the slightest, my disregarding experience articulates that Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about. Life is a ticket to the greatest show on earth which can either be angelic, endearing, and attractive or it could be an evil, ominous and a total menace.

Now how would you delineate these adjectives been suffixed to this noun? Are these just the dictions you would unearth in a lexicon? Forget about the literature for a while and sense how these could be practically delineated. How would one attest the reimbursement that he/she gets from life? Whether to dub it as angelic or sinister? Should it be taken as a lesson or trounce?
It’s said that the evil that human do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones. Now how far is this adage holds good? Such are the questions and a lot more like these which keep prickling in the mind when one starts scrutinizing this fact.

But still, my deficient affiliation with life cannot curb me from penning down a few rudiments that life has taught me.

Life is a sovereign entrepreneur; it charges you for every single morsel of time you have made this earth feel your weight. It pays you back for every single deed of yours with apt interest. Neither should you agonize to get appalling consequences for something good which you do nor should you be slipshod to welcome a tight whack for something wrong which you have done. Life is more like a foreign language, a few thus mispronounce it. Never forget that one makes his living by what he gets, but he makes a life by what he gives.

So just be knowledgeable, be rational, be an intellectual to bestow the best so that you get the preeminent in return too because Life is just like a coin. Toss it charily, spend it judiciously.

The Unremitting Voyage

It’s about the verve of a character that discovered after almost half way down his life that he is chasing a faltering goal. He is perplexed…. Befuddled…... He is all confused.

It all started almost 25 years back when he got an awe-inspiring reception from his belongings. Yes, it was the day when he added to the count of the so called most superior species on earth- “The Homosapiens”.

Its scientifically not viable for a human being to commit into memory his very first day on earth but he could easily deduce how every near and dear one of his would have reacted at that time all naive of the despondent future which that little baby had brought up with him. Days passed and he grew up as every other one belonging to a typical middle class family does. His diminutive family restricted a mother who is too smart to be called just a housewife, a father who seizes sheer brilliance which crafts popularity in his kin circle but yet upset for every thing he had achieved in his life and the elder son of the family who defied the exemplar that its knowledge which pilots you to the triumph. But yet he is happy with everything what he is having today, rather bewailing for what he could have been. And lastly the family includes the guy who had never premeditated anything prior toiling on something. He had been through a few staid circumstances but he knew the campaign to come out of those. He was not a scholar but few of his comrades think that he wasn’t that bad at cramming. He had executed a few classy things which make him feel pompous but on the other side had faced a whole lot of disillusionments too. A few things from his past have come alive now which are haunting him like hell. Things which keep him reminding that even if he hasn’t lost anything he hasn’t gained anything either. Things which gawk at him, whisper in his ears each time making him feel perturbed.

But the pitiable part is that he is not the one who can challenge the equilibrium, he is not the one who can subvert the paradigm. He is in no disposition to kill time now. But still he is in need of an inexplicable coerce that would drive him down to his destination being where he would have no more whines. May the force be with him!!!!!

People would find this yarn pretty weird but it would be tossed down quite well by those who know me as a person.