Sunday, May 12, 2013

Footprints ........

None would survive for eternity,
Maybe, footprints will!
Let me make you know me,

 through how I lived!!
There are not many who achieved their complete potential per their perseverance and found contentment complete bliss- living solace.
why we feel compelled to do things we would not choose-otherwise??

Haunted by this very question I searched myself and this write up is the resultant.
History has it written all over that great personalities were not built by choice alone they were meant to be- it was destiny. Reading this sentence it seems fundamentally wrong as we wrongly perceive that destiny is what we achieve easily.

Mahatma Gandhi did not think or choose to be the father of such a huge nation, driving an unheard movement, revolution. Brought so much change but it was not his choosing, he merely chose to go by the flow of situations and do the right thing in that moment. Personalities are made unintentionally. Who would choose misery willingly? He actually wanted to be a barrister, went out of country for higher studies, but landed being a revolutionist.

The course of our life is not defined by us at all, it is other things surrounding-situations making us.
Numerous times we reach a cross road capable of changing us for ever- there after.Do we genuinely get to choose?

My answer to this was-NO because the variables would leave no option but to make us choose what is to be chosen, seems difficult most times. We are driven by an unseen hand taking us where we ought to reach.Call it fate, destiny, Karma but it's there so imbibing on to our life's footprints.

Day by day minute by minute we are making history for what we see today right now in this moment will become a memory in the next moment. We all know this but how ironic it is that still we feel this is no reason to be the best we can be, to give each moment the best we can offer.

I am haunted sometimes with the reality that all I do is history for people who are yet to be. If we do not live each moment to the best of our standards we will be embedded in history with our weakness- faulty.

People who are great are great because they make the most of each moment. Not knowing their place in what is to come later, to illustrate this let us go back to the example of Mahatma Gandhi, he did not know the place and affect of his doing he was simply compelled to act.
It would be impossible to act if we know what it would mean tomorrow. We might be intimidated.

Another question that comes to me is are we that important to be noted, the answer is may be not that important to this moment right here but, surely a piece of a bigger picture which will reveal when this time is history. All pieces fall back in place- evolve.

We would be the center stage for what we created, hence all that we do each moment all the choices that we make or are compelled to make will make the tomorrow for us- our future image.

In my younger years I believed that a man is the sum total of all the choices he has made, but today after walking a little further on life's road I know for certain that our choices are not ours alone to be made, they are time, situation and circumstance bound .So I feel the best a man can do is accept the course with a smiling face.

The question is not about all the choices it is about the choice of accepting the course happily or choosing to fight it. I guess it is the ultimate question of all our lives. How we choose to be.

The thing about seeking truth is amusing we are happy when we don't know the complete truth  about things and sad very sad the minute it is revealed. Mystery is lost.

what makes us sad, is it the fact that the truth about things is not what we perceived it to be or we did not want it in the first place.Either ways the choice is ours to make as it seems but is it really !!

I am compelled by the scenario good ugly bad.Good would be the ideal and matches exactly to what we imagined, ugly would be different but acceptable and bad is completely opposite to our perceptions and seems not acceptable. But that often is the hand of fate bringing us closer to destiny.

The only choice that really is ours to make is weather to be happy or to be sad. All else is beyond reach, combined human destiny!!

“A Psalm of Life.....

Tell me not in mournful numbers,

Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow     
Find us farther than today.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
on the sand of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solenm main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.”