WE RUN FOR LIFE IN NEVER ENDING RACE.

 

 

 

WE RUN FOR LIFE FOR OUR ENTIRE LIFE,

BUT LIFE RUNS OUT OF LIFE FROM OUR OWN LIFE!!

 

One more profound and poignant observation of life’s paradoxical nature. We strive, we hustle, and we run a never-ending race towards success, love, money, financial stability, legitimate purpose, and Immortality, or simply saying planning for next weekend on the very first day of the week! Seriously! Boss, while reading this very article, life slipped very smartly and quietly back door, without our knowledge, far out of our scope. And, life’s fleeting nature reminds us of our mortality, not being immortal forever. Isn't it very poignant? Throughout our entire life, we plan the arrangements for the life we want to live, but that very life has its own agenda, its own narratives that unfold for us. Just not able to decode this joke of life, “we schedule our life, or life has its schedule”.

Even much before the moment we pop out into the world, naked, vagitus –the first bawl, cry, of a newly born baby. We are confused whether to celebrate or be prepared for life lifelong, eternal MARATHON WITH NO MEDAL as a reward. We started our first ever race as sperm, among our clones of 40 millions sperm, for the existence in life as the fittest for survival!! Phew, we raced to live and experience life, which we never knew about before. And this sperm race concluded as “LIFE” with many more races to be performed throughout life.

We were taught, mentored or instructed, or guided to get moving and more of moving. First, we were told to crawl, and then, more perfect crawling, walking, and then more poised walking, then running, finally, which was crafted with phrases like achieve, chase, win, and more of wins. And in this entire exercise of “life race”, unknowingly, we became participants of the biggest prank being played by life! Merely, just whenever we f we were going to hit the hang of all shake of life, the best of ever prankster, life, starts quietly withdrawing. We engaged ourselves in disengaging our own lives into shreds of sweat! And yet, entire lives, we MARATHON RELIGIOUSLY, irrespective of caste, creed, or sex. Religiously, without much asking life what we want, we follow the muddled dogmatic pseudo belief of life as “RACE”.

We exist; moreover, we have mechanised ourselves into machines, cursed! In an age where “hustle” is considered a divine virtue, a perfect pseudo notion, sleeping long are losers, rest is sin- as time is money, and one must wake up at 5 A.M, have organic tea, with warm water, lemon water with honey journal your daily muster of life as log book- write down three deeds to be done least daily, dominating your goal(s) daily. Even leisure feels never-ending, KPI-KEY PERFORMANCE INDICATOR, a quantified measurement over unstoppable time for a specific objective, i.e., race, and more of race. And all the whilst, “LIFE” chuckles, sipping martini-half stirred and half shaken (life is dancing martini where a perfect blend of life is half shaken and half stirred) in the corner, whispering,” wow,  they fell for it (prank)”.

We chase love, win love, nurture love with fragile care, and invest our heart in a relationship in “PURSUIT OF LOVE”. But the same “pursuit of love” can be all-consuming! Priorities of life can be shifted, changed, or diverted into other unwanted lanes of life, while chasing the same chasing love, nurturing, winning over love, or investing our heart, and ending up miserable, an accident which might not only paralyze the notion of true love but lose the sight of self-dignity aspect of life. At this point, the quest for true love becomes so intense, obsessive then abusive that other important breath-giving aspects fade into the background from foreground of life collage.

Short anecdote, she spent a years for her soul mate, pouring her heart into every relationship, hoping one day the nurtured plant will bloom into a blossom of love and affection!. But one day, she looked back, and she realized she’d missed out on beautiful friendships, career milestones, and precious moments with family. A friend once asked,” Did you find love?” She smiled wistfully and replied,” Forget about love, but in the chaos of love, I did not earn one single soulful friend. All I found life was passing by me smiling”. It’s important to balance and appreciate life as a journey where many transitions take place and not be reluctant to it, not just the final destination.

Not only that we spend (invest) decades building a career. We indulged or being to raise a castle in hell, where we get burnt day and night. We face the different facets of strikes from any end without prior our knowledge, yet we strive to protect and defend in any circumstances. And we do all these acts of never-ending race just so we can smilingly retire and finally enjoy “life” in peace and rest!! …”  REST” where and what is left rest in the so-called “rest” than a bunch of medical prescriptions, medical unpaid bills, maybe insurance bills, medical reports with more confusing notes,  aches and pains in various departments of the body, frustrations of not being able to perform independently anymore and may more in list….just being left as residue. Most of the sacrifices represent productivity chasing promotions that may or may not mean anything in the end, every day, new challenges in the arena of life, as combat duels…target schedules where we forget our real target, unclaimed, in a roller coaster.

We puppet, we jump, we dance on every single chance we get as an opportunity, we clown on our being, yet we showcase” CAREER” as a circus, where we participate to act and entertain the rest of the world as colleagues, and again those colleagues entertain others too. And this so-called circus goes on performing acrobatically, where dear “LIFE” acts as ringmaster rest of us…….do we want to know even. Life makes a sarcastic point,” Congratulations, you have climbed the ladder and swings, wrong building though. And like a clown, we merely cry over the mask of a smile! And yet once again, it becomes a powerful act of entertainment.

Now, when the career wheel breaks spirit, you discover a spirituality path as a new address for accommodation, arranging new karmic baggage to let go, meditating, and seeking immense abundance to balance, often while paying back for retreat or downloading the wrong app of life!!. Even peace, then, has become performative. Then, we regret not prioritizing our spiritual growth earlier, longing for a more meaningful, purpose-driven life. We often turn to the spiritual path of awakening our consciousness when life itself is fleeting. We should have been mindful about cultivating spirituality or self-awakening throughout our precious life, rather than waiting till the end.

And after all these chasings and winning races as so called ultimate goal of life, what do we get? A memorial post with “RIP” WRITTEN IN BOLD AND CAPS, along with a few emojis. We always knew this was coming, but still, we participated in these races, and we treated life as a permanent gig. The real sarcasm, or rather stated as a sarcastic truth, is that we waited our entire lives for the right time to live.  Recently, we all learned and adapted a new philosophy of life, “live like the last day”…. absolutely wrong interpretation. Don’t live like it’s your last day, Live like it's only a day….Life doesn’t wait, and it never ends. It passes by and we just wave a hand. It leaves a sarcastic, absurd, beautiful, “RUN”. Learn to read it right, before life runs you.

Life plays out in contrast; we chase meaning in chaos, laugh to hide tears and painful screams, and live like we will never die, immortal. Maybe this is a joke on us, but it is also for us.

 

We run for life in our entire lives,

“AND” life runs out of life from our life.

But maybe, just maybe,

If we stop running, chasing blindly, following, or pursuing,

We will see life was right there, all along.

And not in or over the finishing line.

There is no substantial finishing line ever.

As there is no life left beyond the finishing line ever.

But yet we run and run for run in absurd, beautiful, sarcastic “RUN”

Just note to understand clearly,

We run for life in our lives,

BUT life runs out of life from our life.

or 

We run for life in our lives,

AND life runs out of life from our life.

 

 Inked by: d’pen

 

WISH , Memories or moments?

 

"WISH"

Memories or Moments ?

Memories are good or say best shadows of moments which we want to preserve ,protect or carry forward in our life, but memories are also those grey shadows which haul’s as nightmares and hallucinates, which  we want to leave back from memories as dairy. We often write or register small events in many of forms like scrape book, diary, or even these days’ blogs are also been source to register ,record and narrations about events or action that we feel or see around us, May be we might be part or suggest another supplement to it.

We often travel back into our memories, as time machine, and wonder what those moments were…very special in way or another, try to get connected with moment of truth then in as moment of truth now. There is vast difference….difference of dynamics, which changed from time upon time. Memories are records or registered moments which we care to be part of our individual life as collection and compilations ,at same we try to make sure we collect, gather and assemble  as best of “moments collage”. Collage of events that took place and have made space and mark upon or brain as point to be remember….or say graffiti of various shades translated into expression outcome. Memories might have shades and space of vandalism, defacement or despoilment but then depends we accumulated them to be remember or not.in short Memory(ies) is also attention seeking source point of those moment which took part in life time span and we mark them  as milestone to be remember in good or learning way.

In other words, we carve, sculpt or say chisel to shape the “moments “beautifully to last longer as an iconic pages or period to be mention in one’s entire life span .They definitely give us a simple reason to sit and think and rethink as a reconsiderations, what we did or what we could have done more better more healthier more better than best!

Memory or memories are not merely statement of “moments” from life time, but series of transitional changes that “we “took in our life from time to time, period to period ,phase to phase or say one journey to another in life. They do give us pleasure of those junctions from our life and with bitter taste of not having those notable moments in present. Sad but sarcastic truth they give us priceless picturesque moment, which we can’t afford to live in same moments ever again.

Memories are a simply like a story board, a lyrical song, a dance sequence which have vivid shades as a characters lived once upon time. It has some sweet moments, sometimes bitter or sour too! Every moment have individual story to say, every moments have different words, spoken or unspoken….Every moments have their transitional stories, linked or unlinked. They have cluster of acts or actions where one or more individual travels sin same space of timeline, may be spoken or lead life unspoken. It’s not always necessary to have sensible meaning, but they mean to every individual as memories.

It’s something like a river flowing from high to down low, from mountains to plateaus to plain and finally to delta, an estuary or bay maybe we call lagoon. A journey which travelled as pilgrimage  or passed from high to lows of life, from fresh to salt water , from clean to untidy ,from furious to calm and silent water ,in different phase with different moods as moments stores different stories which does not return or retain originals same story ever again but do signifies the story as origin. In same way the rain once poured cannot be reversed in the same way, but changes the process yet to leave many stories to be embarked as page mark which is called “MEMORY”. In short memories are those golden sips of nectar, which have experience of expression of emotions and which have casual and formal taste of different pollination gathered in one cup called grail-holy drink of life, as “memories” of the “moments”.

But as we all say nothing remains immortal, eternal, everlasting or ceaseless…… as in living journey what we call “life”. We forget everything gets fade, dull, perish, worn-out or say grey as moments as time, ages, goes on but memories stores , stocks or frames the true color of moment as memories as ever, which does not get faded or dull specially when good to be bad called ever. We sing –we cry , we shame-we shy and we live as we die too…..but what is being left behind forever as mark is only memories , memories and merely memories rest gets evaporated as a fumes of life into thin air. No words are remembered ever , no moments are forever are marked ,no time is same ever……nothing stays back or permanent ,yet only marks gets fossil of life is memories, we born , we life and we dies….we buy nothing in  life forever , yet we trade our presence as memories of our moments  as alive is memories. Memories is classic collection of our being travelled in life for our self and leave as legacy, if remarkable, for others. Beauty of ugly life is also called memories.

But unfortunately, lately, we have forgotten to live in moments but yet we invest entire span of life’s to build “moments for memories”. More often we all with change in world’s dynamic we live in memories of moments rather than in moments for memories. We have embarked new version of life style as recording memories, irrespectively, understanding about the moments are meant to be lived and memories are recorded transaction about it. The movements that we are supposed to be living, we are busy in investing them for future. The moments where we should enjoy the right very moments, we are investing them those moments in trade for future venturing memories!!

We forget that greatest moment of truth is present!! , which is “LIVE” to live and enjoy, to understand as present…to relish and appreciate as it.

Alas, we never knew the true value of MOMENTS until it becomes a “MEMORIES”. It might be for better or for the worse, but moments are underived till it becomes part of past or history!!We forget to be moments driven and indulged our self in perusing the treasure locked in mysterious “chest” for past …to enjoy, relish as payback from life in future!!But, we forget it has nothing to do in future except to enjoy the past moments as memories in future. Remember that any “treasure chest” are, too, buried in the dark ground to keep them safe from other hands and enjoy in future! Here we become mean, instead of keeping safe we should share and enjoy the very moment, because we aren’t sure about what’s store for us in general next moment. And, we should also remember, most of treasure chest are handled by other hands than by those one who gathered. Try to live present as we don’t know much of future.

We born, we live and we die, as any other living organism who has spanned life, in journey of life. We brought nothing but yet we bought something and we carry finally nothing in end but just leave some moments to be remembered from our life as legacy, which might too become faded in framed by dust of real life. We buy all the valuables but yet we can’t possess life time and what we possess of our own, very moment we lived in, we invest then entire for the future which we have never seen but dreamt off! How good is that to be called rational fair flair?

Today the world have changed dynamically as smart world!!Most of us carry cellular phone which are smart phones and carries unlimited memories of moments captured or recorded or even say registered in it. A small device hold our moments as treasure in dark points. We are immensely busy in recording our tract of ongoing life to restore them as the perfect moments and finally we realize that the time has slipped from our hand and we are just framed as memories!!

Recently , we see people are engrossed them self in either recording the moments or posing for the moments in their smart device and then post them on social media where thousand eyes reads, see and enjoys as moments without any feeling as factor. They do record the transitions of beautiful scenic which cannot be explain  in words as it reflect the moments of emotional and expression….which are very good to feel the zeal as zenith in real with original flair and glare as life and not to be merely captured as reel !! It’s great to feel and share but it’s just another kind of shame to merely share without feel the flair. We enjoy the hot black coffee with aroma fusing the mood in room from cup sitting by window and sipping it and not seeking a picturesque transitional records of setting a mug by window as frame and captured in device by stating what a day!!

Those memories refreshes the moments that we lived in as real and not those, too, thousand frames which we counted to be refreshes as memories!!It’s good to save the moments as memories but do not forget, requested, to understand and live moments as the “moments” from our life, which we have to live as moments and experience the moment of truth at that very point of time. Before recording the transition of moment as memories, live the very moment which helps you to understand true narration there off, those moments saved as memories!!

We hunt Treasure,

 life time for best of memories, 

but

 real treasure is in a very moments 

which makes your memories measurable wealth,

 valuable and precious, if stalked in best of way.

 

d’pen

“Stars shines in darkest night, but they smile in daylight of life”

 

STARS SHINE IN THE DARKEST GALORE OF DARK KINGDOM

BUT DO NOT LOOSE ITS PRESENCE IN DAYLIGHT TOO….

 

Today we hardly have space in our daily routine life to spend and understand what sky is all about. When we all were being bred (Today world has change and most of parent what their desire to be adopted by their off springs and not let the life grow the way it has to be. Agree or not but fact as sarcastic truth  we just breed off springs or say engineer off spring into resultant and not raise as it has to be be ,off course under the shades of protection but not to engineer the way we desire.) As kids, we had curiosity (the urge, inquisitiveness to understand the reality as life up there as heavenly bodies) to see stars. Even today some have those expensive hobby or fantasy to possess telescope and see the magnificent stars up in magnanimous sky. We wonder upon celestial bodies and their presence in sky. What a magnificent outlook of heavenly bodies up in sky, which we denote as “celestial”. Still in some part of world, especially in villages, countryside or out skirt area of any  cities, people do have these privilege to enjoy this luscious view of life…..it does not hold life as beauty but it hold beauty of silence as life…..nothing much spoken loud but you can hear clearly loud “The silence of peace with humming sound of fire flies”……it does not create atmosphere but an aura of life as fragrance of love and peace……significantly it raises the say of peace in darkest phase with light of hope as friend and no fear as fly….if you can establish your soul for while you will fell warmth of some hand holding you and sing whole night ,despite being the darkest…..Darkest night-tough time in our life ….“Darkest night” as metaphor for hard or tough times.

Yes metaphor- “darkest night” to “though time of life”. When we feel time is as slang as a verdict of good time in our life. The time we feel insecure or Away from rest of world, the time when we feel being left out from the rest of world, the time….that’s what we assume to understand or say presume from rest of others life as darkest night of life. It’s weird to compare but it’s human psychology or say human behavior or human tendency to compare our status with others and feel insecure….with darkest night as night as life. We lose trust over self-containment or, we over trust with goons of life as parasite .They don’t only host over our minds and confidence but they synchronize with our system in fashion way they sucks our energies to feel relief in worst time is FEAR.

Fear is factor or losing control over situations and feel that cold dark nights as hauling darkest by hours to come in. We tend to give up ,give up our hope , give up our aspirations to the life, give up our confidence….we give up all our visions of life as sightless nights…..But the even darkest nights have burnt light as sky speak with twinkling lights of good hope in as star and fliers life fire fly. The wind do despair hauls in your ear but the do whisper not as hauling sound but sweet tinkles of hopes and says “worry not we are there beside you no matter how the bad situation have crossed”. We see stars always smiling and twinkling in the darkest night without any horizon complain about life being there us since ages in dark!!They do sign as to be merry.

They are neither complaining nor feeling bad for the situations that they been promised by nature to live still life long! They aunt static silent, they do move as life have sphere in world of you and me. They do talk…and talk clearly, loudly, applauds and do dance in the dark edge less nights for the years and year and years to go on!!They navigate the hidden happiness buried somewhere in the darkest blanket as night. They signal bright beam of life we can only manifest in the dark phase of as only edge of life

Stars are not only situated or located up there in the endless and edge less, seamless sky, but they do walk in dark hours of our life at every stage .They do not only companion during the situations that we hold in our life , but musters all the conditional and unconditional situations periodically. They collide in our very life with us with or without any excuse, surprisingly as meteorite. They are mentally strong and hard enough to convince and lead-guide us out of the situations with or without our concern. Accidentally, we meet and we feel protected. They come in your screen of life when you screeching for support, advice and guidance in your hell hit life.

Their presence and persistence might not be appealing but their responses are always remarkable in our routine life. It’s something like what we pray for and they fall from blues into our palms ,paws or fist accordingly our desire intensity , as  a fruit of our wishes ….just like those flaring shooting stars falling out of sky  and peer in our own very eyes…wish for our desire come true.

It’s said that if we make wish-with true heart, whenever we are fortunate to see shooting star in sky, wishes are being heard and translated as come true. Similarly, whenever we make wish in presence of those living star (though stranger), they propel our wishes and desires into the edge-less “SKY OF GOOD HOPES”.

Life in dark nights, when we start enjoying the club and band of such shooting stars, we forget for a while that we were scared of being in dark or our presences in dark street of life yet .In fact we enjoy the solace of life and move forward .They, shooting stars, might not be important part of our life but not less than important they are in our life……They make precisely discussion easy as well venerable!!The darkest phase of life becomes more undoubtedly, trouble free, undemanding uncomplicated and calm, peaceful and quiet. Though the situation might be on same pages of life, but reading them makes more sense in searchlights .It seems to be narration of fairy tale in life but realistic is always different.

The reality is that we don’t see stars in day light, we don’t experience shooting stars walking in our life when life is good bloomed in day light. We stop gazing up in sky for their presences now in our daily life in day lights. Or rather say we stop looking upon sky for stars as they are not seen up in day light sky.

Sarcastically “NO”, we change our priorities in day light to those in darkest hour of black night. We are blessed with many visible alternative option and visible support- which were there but handicapped in darkest hour. We tend to forget, as we maintain poise of short term memories, darkest situations episodes and live more upon visible life. New chapter, new story
and new day light planetoids!!

We don’t see stars any more in day light as “we feel” absence in our life. TRUTH, but, is we are unable to feel them and their presence any more in our glazing, blazing daylight life …where we feel welcomed by all visible heights of life! They are there indeed very much, but their presence visibility as context is shadowed by our priority of the daylights as manifesting moments .It’s not that we don’t forget those  panic episodes, moments  or situations but it’s just we don’t read , see or learn from those pages anymore!! All our vision, preferences and priority changes, make those star invisible but they are there grounded in dark nights still very moments on same plane…., may be holding different hand to show them the same path towards the dawn of crowning glory day light!!

In the day light, where sun (hopes) of life shines the glance of slightness, we lose the sight of stars which helped and held us in the darkest hours of life…and walked beside us twinkling the blinks of hope that things worst had happen.

 

“Stars shines in darkest night, but they smile in daylight of life”

 

d’pen

 

BLACKWHITE...PRESENSE OF PRESENT

 

 

 

“THINK”-presence of present

BLACKWWHITE- sarcastic truth of life

 

Whenever we use or practice the word “think”- it derivates either past or future, instantly. Whenever we “think”, it will be patterned as past or future, as though evolution. “Think” is an action with references which happened somewhere in past or which can happen in future. One is “dead timeline”, which has reference-subject of moments of truth then at that very point of time. While another is “unseen assumption time line”, which reveals or refers as only it can or cannot happen.

 Its human tendency to “dwell” on past as regret or happy moments, which now have been coined under past tense. It can be lived with, but you cannot live upon it rest of your life. Past have mix memories of good and unforgettable moments along with perfect blends bad and nightmare moments. But we all dwell more upon bad, painful and permanent sores!!...which does not only pain but preserves you to hold and stay back in past.

The more you try to overcome, more you get engaged in dead timelines. Where you can only think but cannot change any single minute from its record. Which does not speak any more but remains as fossils for ever. And worst part is that these fossils have, at a times, toxic fossil fuel as result.

And when we talk or refer to “think” about future…it has no rational relevance, which has more ideologically self-determined structure of life merely based upon imagination, self-prevailed   logical relevance, or you can also state as irrelevant yet illusion…which doesn’t only map its existence but also believed to live, sleep or exist upon future illuminated  illusions of life . It also signifies “HOPE” only, where one lives or exist there only for rest of their life.

Living with “hopes” is indeed aspiration mark. But living only chasing future on so called “hopes”, sometimes it marks as mirage in dunes of life. It states what one see’s, feels or their respective perception…..., “Perception”…opinionated the way over think or the impression perceived.

Past is indeed gone, with no life or validity left over. While, Future, there is indeed future but it’s based upon logically assumption, a projection and no guarantee, no validation as assurance of perceiving it. Its logic which is based what can happen and not “it happen only”.

We indulged, most of time, ourselves into the culture of curating illusion and impressions from dead time. We indulge most of our precious “energy” thinking either on past or perceiving for the future. Pondering upon past and future, time and consistently consume our precious energy for the instance which is either dead or assumption in our individual timeline, respective.

Our thoughts often wander between past regrets and future anxieties, neglecting the preciousness of present. We should embrace radiance of the present, and let go the burden of past and future and bask in the kaleidoscope of life’s colour, which dispersed colour of living life here and now.

All wonders can happen here in present which is only truth of life. “Presence of Present” is boon for that very moment. Re-frame our perspective and cherish the presence of present, before it becomes one more moment recorded in history.

 Hence, "Presence of Present", is a beacon of wisdom,urging to cherish and live in the here(present and now.This is to inspire to re-frame individual's perspective ,letting go of the past and future, and instead basking in the radiance of the present.

                                                                                                                               by:-d'pen