joie de vivre

posted : December 29, 2007

Alright just yesterday, a thought struck me. The very moment that we were shopping in Town, miles away Bhutto was assassinated by people who viewed democracy as trash, who wanted to see sufferings, bloodshed, killings…Ever wondered about that. The very minute we take out cash to lavish on luxuries there may be another human in maybe some other little corner of the world eating out of garbage. The very minute we zip our credit cards to pay for all the items we stocked up in our carts within an hour or so, there may be killings, riots, bombings in another part of the world where people are clinging onto their lives to be able to breathe oxygen for a second or two longer. Yeah. Ever wondered about this. Give it some thought and I’m sure it will send a chill down a spine or at least touch some corner of your heart. And it may not necessarily be a person who is miles away from you. In another corner of the world. It could be just in your neighboring county or state for that matter.

And lately I’m having fears about all of things. Fears about my life. The loved ones I have. This looming fear that what if tomorrow my eyes don’t open. What happens to all the plans I’ve set out for the day, for my future? What happens to all my loved ones? It would definitely be ego-boosting to claim that life would stop without me, for no one person makes such a difference. But then again for me, if I were to lose someone dear life may stand still for some time at least. I’m pretty sure of it. I’m afraid to know that there would be one less person to shower unconditional amount of love on you. One less person to shoulder all your burdens and sorrows. One less person to make you smile. One less person to surprise you. But then again if it’s not me, there would be always another to do all of this and more. It’s just that you haven’t crossed paths with the other. But till that time I’m happy and content for being blessed with the ability to do all of this and make a difference in another’s life. I’m proud for having the ability to think with my heart not my brain. For being able to relate everything to the people whom I do not share blood ties with. For being gifted(not necessarily academically). For having a heart that can sympathize with others. For a brain that is able to process the many thoughts that run through me every split second. For a heart that can handle the emotional turmoils I suffer from. For being just me.

5:27 PM