Paradise Lost....

All of us have questions.. infinite.. about life.. always wondering at some point what it really means.. saying, 'is this it'.. this taking birth.. studying.. marrying.. working.. retiring.. dying.. yet for some life is like an empty canvas.. and they are free to sketch as many pictures.. fill as many hues as they like.. discarding.. improving.. innovating.. each time.. a fresh canvas.. a fresh painting.. individual.. unique in itself.. there are pointers all around.. in a dewdrop.. the sunrises.. sunsets.. each one of us.. there is change all around.. and freshness..

then why would we want to hold on to singular identities.. constraining.. caging us within boundaries.. when we are putting our own meanings.. drawing our own pictures.. then let them be our choice.. to erase them as per our will.. feel the 'freshness'.. in our soul.. instead of years of dejection.. like an albatross around our neck..

sadly some of us start enjoying this 'dejection'.. it transforms into our 'energy' pill.. one that lets us feel sorry for ourselves.. like someone else owes us something better.. and we really become adept at this.. finding blame.. piling on guilt on others.. a superiority born of being made the victim.. but is there someone out there owing anything to us.. responsible for our plight..? who can it be.. if divinity resides in each one of us.. then maybe we are the ones who were meant to DO something about our lives, all along.. to take responsibility for everything that is happening to us.. for all the 'emotions' we are filling into our canvas.. for all the 'shades' we are creating..

Did life really ever have any meaning!.. of course!.. so many of them.. each one has a sack full of them.. and so heavy it gets.. as the search goes on.. and the 'burden' weighs us down.. and we think.. 'that's life'.. but who put the meanings there.. and who can 'lighten' the weight.. so easily.. we are never 'present' to any given moment.. always analyzing.. judging.. thinking.. letting the past 'interpret' every situation.. every person.. everything.. whether it is eating.. watching a movie.. talking to a friend.. listening to music.. our minds are always working.. when do we ever give ourselves a chance to actually enjoy a single moment of life, for what it is.. we never 'listen' to what anyone is saying.. we are interpreting every word.. there is so much 'noise' in our minds.. put there by whom?.. and still we look for 'peace'.. who can put it there?.. if life is a journey and death the destination.. then what is our rush.. why are we moving so fast..

All of us know we are going to die.. and yet the 'procrastination'is there.. like the date of an exam.. we teach our children to be prepared.. to study throughout.. instead of studying last minute.. and getting half-hearted results mixed with a lot of resolves and regrets.. we also keep postponing 'life'.. till faced with 'death'.. and then we realize the 'preciousness' of time.. and the breaths left.. giving ourselves the 'liberty' to say and do all the things we could have.. all along..

There are a lot of masks we have donned over time.. but the only meaning to life is.. look in the mirror.. and see yourself.. unmasked.. and take responsibility for yourself.. and everything that happens to you.. maybe our 'eden' is in that one look.. shorn of all 'knowledge'..