Let's Live while we are still Breathing

What keeps us alive? Is it the air? Is it just the air? People might get all Sigmund Freud on me and say love , but is it really love that gets us through , well maybe but it’s clearly not the only factor helping us sail through rough seas we call life.

“Curiosity” it’s clearly the need to know, the answers like what, when, why, who that takes us through life. Think about it, whom will I marry? Where will I work? What will I wear? We keep thinking curiously about what is about to happen and that keeps us glued to life. 

But my main intention is to shift the attention from planning the future to Plan to be surprised. Honestly on a scale of one to are you kidding me, how much of what we plan are we able to actually bring around into real? I am not saying that don’t plan, stay wild, NO. Plan but don’t stick your life around a piece of paper that says “Blue Print” of Life.

Life is one big series of Disappointments, trust me from our favorite mug breaking on a low day to missing out on finer things in life for no apparent reasons, life will throw all this at us, but during this are times of joy, times when one gets those seconds of pleasure, like the look of a person across the room to just bumping into something that changes us forever.

We plan so hard that even if it is giving us all, it takes away what should be number one on the list and that’s the feeling you get when you think you are worth. Not the feeling of winning but the feeling that one has when the inner self is so happy by the deeds one has done that nothing in the world can take it away on that moment.

Just learn to stay alive while we are breathing, I wasn’t this , I too was  “My life should be this type” kind of a guy , I too used to follow a routine that would have helped me get where I wanted not knowing I am actually not happy , what’s the point in having it all by losing it all? But well nature has its ways to reach out and bring about change in us.

I was home working late one night , it had been 8 months since I had written a single piece and still I was busy with things I didn’t enjoy and suddenly I got a call from my grandpa , an honest chap with nothing to brag about , he was sad a little and wanted to talk , he began with random talks about how he misses my grandma who passed away last year and how his life has been one big roller coaster , how he missed out on a job at age of 27 as he chose not to go away from his family, how he was sad that night as one of his colleague from his olden days had just gifted his grandson a brand new car and that he couldn't give me nothing but the fact that he was happy as he never missed any of my birthdays as he was always with me, how he never missed a single day seeing us grow and turn into what we are today and he asked me this. “Was my life worth it?” and I shed into tears, it was then that I realized that his life was far better than I could ever ask for.

People take life too seriously that they forget the purpose of it, life is not a test, it’s just a journey , we don’t need to make all the right decisions , make mistakes , learn from them , make new mistakes everyday , see where they take you, if you feel it’s the wrong way take a turn, never wait for a thing to happen , go forward and do it, life is too short for us to make excuses, excuses are like these life jackets that we put on in order to salvage our mistakes and stay afloat in the open ocean of life.

Take a decision and live by it, have no remorse cause to be honest

“Life is one big series of disappointments and in the end he who managed to get little moments of joy intact will prevail and rest all will be ridden to dust before they realize it”.