THE BEST DAYS
I enjoy an utter carefree state of affairs these days. I seem to have absolutely no responsibilities to burden me. This reminds me of the days when I was a student in Aligarh. The bandwagon of my life was as devoid of any responsibilities as it is now. There certainly was the encumbrance of my academic pursuits those days, I was constantly reminded by my conscience that I have to study, the key to success in life were apparently my books. Only time will tell if my presumption was correct, for I now realise that books are not the only way to success in life.
Life has transformed at several fronts since I left the hostel, many things have changed. My past is almost a dream now; the dream would continue to corral behind me for a long time to come. In a way, life has come a full circle back to the days when I was a student. The difference is that I did have to worry about doing well in the exams at that time, but now I don't have to worry about a single entity in the universe. The books that burdened me with their weight are now gone. I no longer have to worry about doing well in the exams; I don't have to give any. The examinations that I am subjected to now are of a different nature. The best thing is that I don’t have to worry a lot about my performance in the exams now. The results of the exam are pre-determined; everything that is happening or the things that are to happen in my life are a part of a pre-meditated plot. I don’t have to worry about the end result. The results would usher in a lot of changes in my life. The changes would only be a part of the plethora of changes that brought me to the present from the time when I was a student. Several things have changed in my life since I bid adieu to my life as a student.
Life as a student was probably the best part of my life. Things were easy, life was easy. Life did not present itself in as intricate a form as it did in the past few months. Life has not been easy, it never will be. Despite all this, I feel that every event in one's life ought to be celebrated with equal vigour and warmth. Even the tension and turmoil that my life underwent in the past few months would be celebrated. As the bitter part of my life is now behind me, I rejoice and celebrate. The celebration should match that of my student-life.
My student-life was probably the best part of my life. The most beautiful part of my student-life was the time when I fell in love. The infatuation was the greatest part of my life. Life became as colourful as a rainbow. Life gave me another chance to fall in love again a few days back and I now realise that I am better off with the beautiful enigma behind me. I cannot help smile at the myriad of things that could not happen, but I also smile at the dozens of dreams that I saw when I was in love. I don't know if I ought to thank my stars or curse them for the dreams that could not come true. It is bad when one's fate outruns time. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if the duo of fate and time had reached the finishing-line together. Anyway, the discrepancies between the two have left behind some beautiful memories. The memories of the episode are bound to linger about for a long time to come. They shall remind me that my life has not always been as dry and serene. The episode was probably the last in my life. I'm glad that I've preserved in the form of words for Zeenat and the generations to come. I'm sure that Zeenat would appreciate my efforts at preserving some beautiful moments of my life.
Life is such an intricate web of events that the contrast provided by the four worded entity , 'love', is beautiful in itself. Being in love ennobles you. It makes life beautiful. Love is the most beautiful thing that can happen to anyone; everyone falls in love, the rest of the love-story is written by destiny. The episode was a landmark in my existence: not everyone gets a chance to script a utopian end, not everyone ends up as happy and satisfied like me despite the anti-climax that The Creator has scripted for me. The episode was certainly my life's golden period.
The golden period in my life came to an end in a subtle manner. Each drop of deluge of sorrow flowed through my heart when my dreams crashed. I wonder if I ought to be grateful for the end. The end that life has presented before me has made my life all the more beautiful: I don't have to shoulder any responsibilities. I sometimes shudder at the thought of the responsibilities that I would have had to bear had the episode concluded as I wanted it to. I am grateful that the episode did not end in my favour. I don't have to shoulder any responsibilities. Of course, there are other things that are as important and more important than love, but these things never appealed to me as attractive. Worldly matters like money never attracted me with their lustre. I'm not sure how long this period of my life would last. This will come to an end soon, I don't look forward to the end, but I'll surely miss these carefree days all my life, they are certainly the best days of my life.
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