What if I had the power to change one incident in my life, what would it be and would that be significant enough in the scheme of things. To begin with I don’t take the thought seriously and believe that no one incident can be that significant that it could alter the way my life spanned out, but on second thoughts maybe it does.
To begin with what if my father didn’t live in a small town of Uttar Pradesh but in a bigger place where better schooling options were available. I wouldn’t have gone to a boarding school in Dehra Dun and spent the best 12 years of my life. Even if he did and I did go to Welham, what if a number of small things that happened didn’t happen, would that change anything in my life. I don’t know. What if I cleared CAT in the first go, etc. etc. The list can go on and on.
However, the fact is that those things did happen and I’m the way I was meant and supposed to be, sitting here writing this stupid piece and I don’t regret anything one bit. But I would like to leave you with this thought:
”It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly’s wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world” – Chaos Theory
The struggle to hurry up starts right from the moment I get up. The mind starts shouting the moment I touch the tooth brush. RUSH! RUSH! RUSH! and it never stops the entire day. Forget the day, it never stops during the entire week. Even when I sit down to enjoy the melting butter on the bun, something inside shouts – RUN! RUN! RUN!
In the 24 hour slot allotted to us from up above we need to squeeze in the never ending work, the tedious travel to office to do something you are absolutely not looking forward to and not to forget some stuff you actually like (including facebooking ;) ). In the midst of all the things that I love and not love “to do”, I forget that not doing anything is also an option. Lazying around suddenly seems so out of fashion.
So when the weather becomes absolutely wonderful and shouts out to me that hey notice me, I decided to slow down a bit and take that leisurely stroll on the terrace with a cup of hot tea in my hand, just soaking in the beauty around me. Not doing anything could be so blissful. Guess I need to add a thing in my to-do list – “Don’t do anything”.More often than not we compare people, things, cultures, countries and all other possible things under the sun and more often than not the comparison tends to be absolute. However, I think most of it is just relative.
For example, one of the favorite lines of the older generation is that in our times life was simple and people were sincere. I wouldn’t like to agree with that. Corruption, deceit and complexity has been a part of society since it’s inception. Whether you go back to Alexander’s time or Chanayakya’s, whether you read the Mahabharat or the Ramayan, these things have been prevalent. The partition of India was not a result of a simple society, full of principles. Similarly, the English nobility or the English gentleman was not some saintly figure who was an embodiment of fairness and truth.
I think all these comparisons are relative and the setting and circumstances should be taken into consideration while comparing.