Today, as I was browsing through the FB feeds, I came across a video called “Life is not a journey”. I was a bit amazed by the title and took to watching it. I honestly don't remember the philosopher's name, who made the video. But, the video spoke about how we tend to or may be trained to look at life, as a journey and how we pass on that mindset to our future generations too. The Stereotype life feels like a good, in particular, a safe option. Not many are brave enough, to break the norms, including me. Well, we want to play safe rather than playing right. We want to be secured. We shut ourselves in our homes and never make a sound until our doors and windows are safe.
It is true that we want to complete our degree, get a job, buy a car, get married, have children, pay mortgage, put aside money for a retirement bungalow and pass away with some money left for our funeral too. And I am perfectly following that path, with a big black hole deep under my heart. I have been seriously missing something in life. And eventually, I understood that I have been missing to live and missing my life. As, I write this, i am a little upset, as I had a bit of an argument with my mom today, obviously for no good reason, spoiled her day and mine too. Then, I realised what an insane I am. I could have shared something funny about kids, could have enquired about my parents’ wellbeing or at least could have ended the call when I started to lose my emotion, only to regret later. And the whole chaos was purely the reflection of a Stereotype life.
The author of the video, I just spoke about, compared life with music. Music doesn't have an end note. He compared it with dance, which doesn't have a fixed end posture. Just like music, life flows and it flows as far as it could flow. There is more to life than a mere meal planning, writing down a shopping list or printing out the Maths or English activity sheet for your child.
Music is beautiful. So is our lives too. But, we only forget to celebrate it. I laughed hard for something funny that my husband did, that my cheek muscles started to pain very badly, just like how your core hurts after first day of abs. I then realised that I am not even smiling much and my face is more firmer than being tender.
The biggest lesson, that I learnt today is to stop figuring out the future and spending too much time worrying about it and stop moaning about the past too. Probably, I am gonna start singing and dance too, now and then, for the only reason that life is a music without an end note. Particularly, I am going to bring lot of music into my life and let my life flow just like music. I hope, my kids will be happy to look at me that way, than an ‘angry bird’ mum and slowly they will learn to live and have a prettier life than me. For I want them to break the beholding clutches and fly free and high. Well, I am going to experiment this just to find out whether the black hole, deep down my heart vanishes.
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