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

 

TOMORROW in TODAY

 TOMORROW in TODAY

 

 Day starts with hopes ……”hopes” for better than last one, hopes for best to com, hopes to have best for tomorrow or best of tomorrow and forever…”hopes”… for better and secured life in coming days or times…more than that we possess “now” more than sufficient, in short we may say security for any incident or accident that might or might not take place in, and for that we reason, we “hope for the best, insures the promising provisions, of tomorrow, in life to be protected.

A powerful remainder, we try to insure tomorrow but nobody assures tomorrow that despite our best effort to plan and prepare the future is uncertain and unpredictable …, in short unsecured.

We plan, we strategically execute, and we define and redefine aims, goals, target, objective, intentions, or seen unseen purposes, missions and set for the direction to execute same. Entire exercise is for “TOMORROW IN TODAY”. We all want to secure unsecured tomorrows today. We all want our tomorrow to be delivered in safe and secured way “TOMORROW”. But in course we forget one clear thing, TOMORROW is TOMORROW and not at all “TODAY”…may be day after tomorrow but certainly that day is not today.

Tomorrow is being prepared “today”, constructed today, vision today but will be version they tomorrow, on the basis of hypothetical assumption and acceptance of series of event to happened or took place in past from that as “moment’. We induce our work to propagate for desired resultant in future, for unseen and untold moment!!

And there is no wrong in going for it, pursuing your “TOMORROW”, but keeping in mind that we are merely excavating the buried future, which has no exact traces   as a fossils of any burials or ruins of “tomorrow”, in today, the day we live here on it!! We are looking to extract the fortune future of tomorrow in today, we are hunting for unfold treasure …scavenger hunt of our tomorrow, in pith or “MYSTERIOUS” LIFE.

Life is indeed life a maze, where we know the entry and the exit point, as of our tomorrow, rest there are countless way to reach our “tomorrow”, but when that will be unfold in tomorrow as “TOMORROW “ and not TODAY as tomorrow. Remember our future, TOMORROW, is indeed priceless, valuable, and precious. To possess or to secure the future is indeed prized possession. And we should, too, dream our future, one to be painless, peaceful and priceless!! Good, great in fact, live it today what your tomorrow will be shaped up as the moment of that “TOMORROW TODAY”. But with one understanding that that “THE TOMORROW” in not TODAY at all!

To live future “TOMORROW”, we need learn to live in “TODAY in TODAY” and not in “TOMORROW TODAY”. The strong and resilient today we live, we feel, we breath will be the reflection in tomorrow as mirror image of what we think today as process of progressive perusals .What all we have in present in our hand, in our control, within our reach and in our life, is “today”, the day we are living, reading or thinking as moment of truth.

 Nobody can deny or snatch your “TODAY” as the moment, the moment you live, the moment you feel day and the experience day as moment today, just embrace it. Dream of prospective and better tomorrow in today, but before your “TOAY” get expired in a moment.

Recognise the uniqueness of “TODAY” over “TOMORROW”, so you can happily shape, sculpt or chisel your “TOMORROW” the way you want. Always remember all we can’t bargain or trade our “TODAY FOR TOMORROW”, as nobody vouches or knows tomorrow in real. Nobody as experienced it, all we have imagine, felt or envisioned “tomorrow”. It’s uncertain, unpredictable and erratic. To understand better tomorrow, we need to learn today radically, live in today rationally. So we can understand today for better tomorrow. Its progressive process of balancing the “fulcrum” between livings in today and shaping tomorrows.

Life is more than just preparing for tomorrow. It’s about experiencing and embracing today. The present moment has value and worth, should not be compromised or negotiated or neglected in pursuit of future goals ”TOMORROW” . What you have is only today, and what you don’t have is only tomorrow.

Just revaluate our priorities over preferences, and make space for living in present, rather than solely focusing for tomorrow. It’s an old saying with little improvised version, “what we sow today, we can reap richest of sow for tomorrow.”

Carpe diem Seizing or embracing the invincible power of “TODAY”, by making most of today for brighter “TOMORROW”

 

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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

LET THE TIME SPEAK...OR TIME NEVER SPEAKS

 

 

LET THE "TIME" SPEAK....

Often heard and read commonly as mature and sophisticated advice ,”LET THE TIME SPEAK” or “LET YOUR VICTORY SPEAK” or “LET YOUR LIFE SPEAK” or sometimes more wishful words or set of words as statement: like “don’t waste your energy on words to prove yourself, let the time speak”… “Sometimes we just need to be quite and let the time speak” or like “let us always guard the tongue: not that it always be silent but it should speak at proper time”……and many more seldom talks, gesture have been marked in our life upon us. They read very sensible as well impressive and thoughtful to be said or called mature vision.

We all grew up in the midst of such sayings, off course there are plenty of them which have been transited, transformed or translated from generations back as folktale or in form of folklore. Which are indeed very prominent impactful on our life till date.

What is TIME and what is philosophy behind the perception of TIME? What did the great philosopher PLATO say or what did the great Greek Philosopher had to say about time or what did another Greek Philosopher HERACTITUS remarked Time as? They all had valued time in their aspect so thus, the mad remarkable classification on time. They had their individual reservation upon the perception TIME, but the core bottom is time keep moving and we need to understand as well learn that at the soonest.

Time represents the “moment”-short period which takes or act every  another second is recorded as the moment of that particular time, as static…what has happened or presume what can be happened in as futuristic notions. Time is a period, era or epoch-point to time distinguish by any specific event or state of affair, which we want to mention regardless any static or dynamic situation. It does not only leaves the mark with value to be learnt, but a good source of life, speak up, learn up and lead up.

Since we cannot predict or forecast the very second moment come up as, we are reading these lines as we presume surely something will happen in future, so let the TIME speak.

Let the time speak….so I wanted to hear how does the TIME sound like…..and what it speaks…and what all THE TIME has spoken so far…with lots of mysterious quest raising a wave in my mind .So I set out to seek for it.

I sat in front of a clock with understanding to learn, understand and know of what TIME speaks, like every good and decent student. I started hearing and observing very close and carefully what does time speak. It might sound little childish little immature or infantile ….or on contrary we may say curious, enthusiasm or may be another child who has excitement outburst to know and learn something.

Well it took me time to settle down in the dark silence, where the things made life motionless for while…..maybe I hold soul of life…solitude!!! I could not hear only but could feel the trumpet beat on my heart loud….TICK-TICK-TICK loud and clear without missing and harmony signal space of rhythm….It dignified the situation with endless yet continual knots making sense beside rhythm of your breath with that of very time!!!

Initially it made me nervous…little agitated. Little edgy…or panic anxious. Yes you may call it excited but panic and anxious, because most of us are not habituated with solo solitude in our core and routine life

.But, gradually I started appreciating the silence…of solace! I realized for the first time the word “PEACE…SILENCE….OR SOLACE”, eternity of existence. I could feel the “resonance” of time ticking TICK-TICK-TICK in same amplitude of life as cycle. Time was speaking clear and loud and I could hear THE TIME speaking…speaking the spoken and unspoken words! “UNSPOKEN”?? Yes heard right phrase. I could hear, simultaneously the unsung sound of time….Every tick was backed and supported by the sound “tock” in wade and fade way. IN normal our brain sense and hears one sound tick, but is backed harmonically in lower pitch tock… Combine TICK-tock-TICK-tock travels together any journey of time in life. That was when I realize TIME speaks but we need to hear them or rather say, TIME spoke, all we need to learn that.

The moment I realized “I” heard was spoken moment and no more speaking mode! All I realized TIME do speak the action as recorded assignment of moment passed and does not repeat same action again. It does not stop its oscillation either but signifies spoken as well unspoken words of life. We do mean very much that every word spoken words in life, but, forget not UNSPOKEN words do have voice all we need to learn and translate well.

We need to learn to translate time spoken in signals, beat, pulses, impulses or very every moment of action, clear and loud before it gets fade with next TICK to tock and redefine and register new actions as TICK tock...TICK tock…TICK tock… . TIME registers all the spoken and unspoken words and at same time it states “TIME is running out”. It signifies, indicates, shows, alludes TIME always runs out and never going to come back and speak or state ever LOUD again. But TIME states the action has been spoken fair enough well in very past moment and embarked with low pitch elude of action took place.

Time never speaks but only states the action took place and reads it as signals very moment and we need to learn to listen, read clear and loud before it fades in echo leaving behind the fades and seek new as TICK-tock.

 

LET THE TIME SPEAK, BUT TIME ALWAYS RUNS OUT.

Time never speak, but registers the spoken words as past,

Try to learn and understand what is spoken before it fades and new words

THE TIME SPEAKs…..TICK-tock, TICK-tock, and TICK-tock.

 

 

 d’pen