From the day of birth till this second, very few of us did live.... Since many people I know and I see around are always in Pursuit of Happiness, there are a very few who live life, the majority just survives....
Here is a friend of mine who used to think different, who wanted to live.... He was very ambitious, he was very optimistic.... He expected good news to come to him every day.... He wanted to turn every dark corner of his life to see the light... He used to dream a lot....
Waiting all his life for what could be his "Chandrayaan" to success, he kept travelling like what his mind told him to... He has a lot of friends and family around him.... It was a mixed bag... There were mentors, lovers, supporters and what not.... He felt comfortable... He felt happy... He thought life was going to be awesome..... His dreams were coming to be true....
There was a day when he realized that he had not started life yet... Getting a job was not life, winning a girl's heart was not life either.... He realized he had longed for things which could be possible, but difficult... It could take a lot of his skills to convince the people around him about what he needs and how much it means to him... The more they cared about him, the more complacent he became.... The world around my friend including me has been very rigid... It was not Newton or Einstein, but the society that had framed and proposed the laws and theories of life, which they say govern your success.... No matter how you live, follow them.... Miss your family, miss your mom's dishes, miss the smell of life of your home.... But survive like everyone else....
Once when my friend took a leap of faith, he was alone.... His well-wishers did not want him to fail, genuine concern.... But he was in pursuit of happiness.... Now when there are a lot of cobwebs around him, he seems it is difficult to break-off.... He wanted to be a painter, but his life was colorless... Only the dark dull colors of printed dollar notes stood out in the society... When money = life, life = boring..... When life = the way you like it, money = zero.... It is the way we are designed to live....
Once he told me his days were growing more and more boring... That he wanted to quit and go to a wood-house on the lake-shore just to realize how violent his life was.... The shouting aunties, compelling relatives, emotional parents and demanding bosses.... I thought he could have gone mad.... But I do see his heart these days.... When i feel the pulse of so called life....
He told me that, the minority of this world, who are happy are the people who listened to the rhythm of their heartbeats, who felt the impulse of desire, who were deaf when others talked about love to them.... He advised me to dream, he stressed upon the D's : Dream, Desire, Determination and Destination.....
He was crazy, but he had the glow and glory of the idea on his face when he spoke to me.... He asked me to lie, he asked me to jump higher for every next hurdle of the race, he asked me to play dirty at times, he asked me to die for what I need around me when I would really live... He told me that every man is born twice, the second birth is when I decide how I'm gonna live....
And finally when he was about to tell me what I should choose,,,,,,, I just woke up....
What a sweet dream...!!! N how strange a friend...!!!
Love you... All my people around me....!!!!
