I don’t know why…but I looked at my watch. The angle between the hands of my watch or rather the absence of it told me it was 12 ‘o clock. Though a simple fact… It was hard to believe this.
I was standing in the ‘middle’ of ‘it’. I’m using the word ‘middle’ because I don’t know where it started and where and whether it was going to end and I’m using the word it because I really don’t know what would be an apt replacement for the word it here. Could it be pandemonium… chaos…destruction…end of the war…or maybe the word end itself would be most suitable replacement.
They say we had been warned about this. But even if we weren’t. Wasn’t it damn obvious that eventually this would happen? The way we had been tormenting nature, testing its tolerance limits…Wasn’t it obvious, that one day she would get back at us, and when she does…she’ll show us our real place…show us what happens when you literally ask for nature’s wrath. Unfortunately, I was witnessing it...
All I could see around me was dust, smoke, fire, dead people, dying people, scared people. I could see death inching towards me…not slowly but yeah definitely…steadily. Water …huge waves of water engulfing everything that came in its way was heading towards me. I knew that the end was near. Even though I could see from my own bloody eyes, it was hard to believe this. I had so much to do…so much to see…so much to learn…so many dreams to fulfill…mine…my parent’s…my family’s. But then it was all going to end like this. Ironically, 12’o clock – the start of the day as some would call it – was going to bring the end of my days. The huge waves – the monster – engulfed me like I was a minuscule insect.
It was almost impossible to accept that these would be the final
moments of my life. Soon I would just be a memory...everything I was... or had ever been...or would ever be...was ending. I fought hard to hold my breath but finally gave up…Water poured into my lungs…The pain was unimaginable. And then it was all dark. Was I dead? But if I was…how could I hear this noise…and this voice…a man’s voice. Maybe I’m in heaven…or hell. No it must be heaven, I wasn’t that bad. Hey the guard of the heaven looks familiar. I think I know him.
“Uth jaa saale class nai jaana kya”, said my roommate and I finally realized that all of it was just a dream. I opened my eyes, sat on my bed and pinched myself. Even though it was quite evident to me that what I was seeing right now was real, it was hard to believe that the dream I just had was just a dream and not real.
I didn’t go to class that day…nor did I go back to sleep. But instead I sat on my bed and thought.
I thought…
The only thing certain about this life is…death, that one day…it is all going to end. And unfortunately the most uncertain thing is when. Recently, there were rumors that the world is going to end on 21st December 2012. You know it’s a
great thing if we for sure knew that world is ending on an exact or precise date. Then it would be like we have these many days in hand and these many things to do. But sadly – in the current scenario – we have no idea when are we going to take our last breath. It could be 50 years from now…or 5 years…5 months…5 days…5hours or maybe just 5 minutes. We don’t know and we have no means of knowing either. So whatever time we have remaining on this planet…why not live it in the best way we can.
I mean why hurt somebody we love when we don’t know whether we would even get a chance to apologize. Why be bad to someone when we don’t know whether we would have a chance to make up to him/her. Why not be a part of some good work…make someone happy…make a difference in someone’s life…bring smile to someone’s face…be a support for someone who really needs it…make the people who love us proud… when we have the opportunity. Why leave it for tomorrow or some other day when we are not sure that day is even gonna happen.
Somebody once said – and that somebody I’m referring to is not priyanka chopra in anjaana anjaani – that live each moment as if it were your last. So that if suddenly on some random fine day…death knocks at your door and you stare into its cold hollow eyes as you take your last breath...you don’t regret that shit I shouldn’t have done this or I should’ve led a better life or I should have been better to my parents or blah blah blah but instead you should think that whatever short or long life I had…I lived it the way I should have…I have no regrets…and yeah I’m damn proud to be ME.
So finally when I stood up after this long thought process and looked at myself in the mirror…a new me was looking back at me and the old…careless me was dead and gone…
P.S. – A great man once said…It's only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth -- and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up -- that we will begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it was the only one we had. So If I were to sum up this whole thing in one sentence it would be…Dude THE TIME IS NOW!!!
Now that's me getting a bit philosophical.Actually I always wanted to be a philosphologist if there is a term like that.Anyways please readers donot forget to leave your comments on how you felt about the blog.Thank u.
