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Who Is Really Alive?

>> Sunday, February 14, 2010

Almost every morning, an year before, I used to see the cremation ground on my way to college. And everyday I spent a good sight over it. Sometimes I would even see a man performing the last rites of a corpse. Just opposite to the ground was one of the God's houses, a Gurudwara. A strange feeling used to equip me, inexplicable something would rush through my veins but I had no words at my disposal to explain that to my mind. May be it was a question or a realisation of the mortality of life and yet the piety with which it has to be led. The shining morning sun and its rays seemed to say something to me, the rays would shine in my eyes as if saying a fresh warm note. Those few moments everyday were more puzzling than any other time .There was life and death, the creator and the rising sun all captured in one moment. But everyone else seemed oblivious to all this. Everyone was rushing for the day, for one thing or other, not a breath to spare .Were they too blind to realise the message encaptured in those moments?

As I would walk a distance I would see an old woman , with dreadlocks, painful eyes and a disturbing air to her , playing with a doll. On my way back I would often come across a blind man carefully searching his path ahead.

Did any of these have any meaning to them? Was there a message? Or as everyone I was suppose to be as oblivious as them? Was my purpose too was to disregard their pain and queue myself for just my dreams and just my goals? Or all of us have become too selfish to realise our real purpose to life? What was that troubled me? .

Till date I have no clear answer to these questions but I have a realization and I’ll make sure that I do not turn a blind eye to that realization -The realisation of the futility of life, the realisation of the need to help, the realisation of being unselfish. Everyday I was reminded of how short a life is, how much it has to give and how much we have in us to impart to this world before we leave. To make world a better place is the goal of every soul. I have this realisation.
Through AID I want to contribute to the society in every possible manner I can, with whatever I have at my disposal. I hope the first step proves beneficial.

2 comments:

The Scorpion Lass February 15, 2010 at 8:18 AM  

Very well written kirti :D kudos to you to bring your thoughts forth in such a nice way. this is something we all shud we relate with.

nishita February 15, 2010 at 9:46 AM  

very VERY true kirti.this article of urs has again brought this feeling alive in me.i too want to contribute to the society in any which way possible.just looking forward to officially getting registered wid AID:)-nishita

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