Yes! Your time on Earth is limited and with each ticking second, its getting wasted. There is an old Hindi saying, “Jo sota hai, woh khota hai” (the one who sleeps, loses on to things). But that doesn’t mean that you won’t sleep at all. Rest is also important but just enough of how much we need.
“Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone”
― Pablo Picasso
Picasso was one artist so obsessed with making the most of his time, that he took a nap after every four hours and worked day and night to create his now master pieces.
Yet there are so many of us going about our hum-drum lives, living the daily routine like immorality is inscribed in our destiny. Waking up at a fixed time, and sleeping at one, and everything in between is all but undone. Everyday has a purpose. Stop coming up with endless excuses to snug into your comfort and act now! Just take care of the minutes and the hours will take care of themselves. Break your comfort zone and reach out to that long-pending activity because today will die tomorrow.
We all slip in and do things that we aren’t suppose to. The mistakes which are not the regrets.
In this materialistic world of juxtapositions, does anyone actually love you at the age of 20. At an age when all you love is money? And all they see is sex? How do you know if its the emotions or the hormones manipulating your actions all the while.
Baseless relationships, irrelevant jobs, struggling academics, can be a strong recipe to arrive your adulthood with a bundle full of bumps. Either ways we have to deal with them. Yes, we all do make some wrong choices on our way. But the question here is, do we always get to amend them? Or are we just suppose to learn from our mistakes and move on.
I guess the right choice is to walk on with a high head because with every night, there is a new day of maturity that awaits us. What we need to do is, look those mistakes in the eye and accept them as done by our younger self. After all, if not everyone, we must give ourselves a second chance to improve and trust in that chance.
Each one of us carries this really enormous universes inside our tiny brains. These universes, become active when someone hints at your emotional cord. Some one has to call out to your EQ, for you to connect to it convincingly.
Some times, there happens to be minor setbacks in the working of these universes and that’s when things get out of control. When you are living an independent life in the oceanic city of Mumbai, can you really afford to hope for a sincere advice? The ones we so proudly call our ‘family we choose’, are they worthy of the title? Till what extend can we put the responsibility of finding our solutions onto others? Each one of us seems to be fighting the biggest battle of our own. So how many battle fields can we possibly juggle before we crash mid crisis?
Instead of constantly being on a look out for that perfect mechanic, we ought to be ones own mechanic, to look after one’s own universe. If no human is perfect, then why damage our controls running after that perfection? We cannot be robots with no setbacks. There is beauty in every imperfection that we find ourselves in. There can be only one best mechanic, and that’s within each one of us fit for ourselves.