Perhaps what I have not understood about this Saturday, perhaps what I have not realized about this day, perhaps what I had imagined of this day that has already passed, is something I always wonder about.
Here’s a magnificent though clichéd thought and I am sure you’ve heard this before. A basket of flowers: 45 dollars, food at the restaurant: 25 dollars, the nice tie you are going to sport tomorrow morning, 125 dollars, the moment that just passed by, priceless! Hackneyed? Give it a thought.
Just there, right now, a moment has gone by. It was right here to be had but when I realized it, it was gone. That set me thinking about the moments that I keep losing each day. How can I treasure each of these moments? How do I make each of them precious? What’s wrong with me? What’s this obsession with making life valuable?
Perhaps, life is something much simpler than I think. May be it is not about making a million dollars (err... I ‘d like a billion :)); perhaps it is about realizing the serene feeling that comes with a familiar touch. Take a moment, take a deep breath, you never know, the next moment might never be there.
If you imagine, your life is very entertaining for the director of this fantastically amazing movie called Life. Your sorrows, your life, your dilemmas and the climax of your life, is all imagination of this supremely imaginative God. Little do we realize that all these small parts of our life have been put in place meticulously by this director. He is the Master of all, tragedy, comedy, suspense, and thriller!
I think I might owe you an apology. I am not trained to be nice to people. Was this essay a splendidly distressing thought? I hope not. Even if it is, ignore it please, because these thoughts are mine, mine to keep and mine to hide, till death.
Before I finish this directionless crap, here is something that may sound unnecessarily esoteric to you, something that might definitely seem imprudent… but I think there may be another person on another earth, millions of light-years away, writing away scrupulously, not knowing that there is a counterpart he does not know exists! Or does he? Take it easy!
Here’s a magnificent though clichéd thought and I am sure you’ve heard this before. A basket of flowers: 45 dollars, food at the restaurant: 25 dollars, the nice tie you are going to sport tomorrow morning, 125 dollars, the moment that just passed by, priceless! Hackneyed? Give it a thought.
Just there, right now, a moment has gone by. It was right here to be had but when I realized it, it was gone. That set me thinking about the moments that I keep losing each day. How can I treasure each of these moments? How do I make each of them precious? What’s wrong with me? What’s this obsession with making life valuable?
Perhaps, life is something much simpler than I think. May be it is not about making a million dollars (err... I ‘d like a billion :)); perhaps it is about realizing the serene feeling that comes with a familiar touch. Take a moment, take a deep breath, you never know, the next moment might never be there.
If you imagine, your life is very entertaining for the director of this fantastically amazing movie called Life. Your sorrows, your life, your dilemmas and the climax of your life, is all imagination of this supremely imaginative God. Little do we realize that all these small parts of our life have been put in place meticulously by this director. He is the Master of all, tragedy, comedy, suspense, and thriller!
I think I might owe you an apology. I am not trained to be nice to people. Was this essay a splendidly distressing thought? I hope not. Even if it is, ignore it please, because these thoughts are mine, mine to keep and mine to hide, till death.
Before I finish this directionless crap, here is something that may sound unnecessarily esoteric to you, something that might definitely seem imprudent… but I think there may be another person on another earth, millions of light-years away, writing away scrupulously, not knowing that there is a counterpart he does not know exists! Or does he? Take it easy!
5 comments:
No my dear. God does not destine you to be a killer, a rapist, or a millionaire. We as humans choose to be so. God is a psychological barrier that we confined ourselves to. But every mid is not alike. What seems so obvious to you may not be for me and others.
You create your destiny and God is that just eternal being that believes you in assuming or donning it.
BTW, thought I'll just pass by and drop your shop at blogspot. I guess I should get the RSS feeds from your page linked to my mail...
Just Chill !!
Thanks for the comment.
"You create your destiny" .... This is interesting.. Would you agree that God is omniscient?? Let me know and we can continue the discussion.
Ain't it obvious. But I said that's a psychilogical barrier and it is you who'll have to see him/her (God) in things in which you want him to.
If God is omniscient, then he knows whats happened, whats happening and what is going to happen. If he knows everything, how can I or you have a choice in life? If you agree God is omniscient, then we dont have a choice, in which case, would you still say you create your destiny? If so, can you explain your concept, which, as I understand is in the direction of "free will".
Dude,
You cherish some moments in your life.You wish you were'nt born during some other moments.
By God's grace / nature / luck / chance -call it whatever you want- you are enjoying your life.Live it to the full.
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