A Battle Posture Maintained For A Long Time

A Battle Posture Maintained For A Long Time
Curiosity made me learn a lot of things I would never have known about the world around me. Practically, it introduced me to such a vast array of new and different experiences that I feel I have been bombarded with all kinds of new experiences every single day of my life. All my experiences have been novel and new; none of them have been repeated in any form before me nor has any of them have ever been experienced by anyone else before me. I’m sure no one shall ever have the opportunity or the honour of experiencing any of them ever again in future.

Those following me are to experience their own set of experiences that are to be strikingly different from the ones I have had. History, contrary to what is said, doesn’t repeat itself in the normal course of events. There is to be absolutely no similarity between my experiences and the experiences of those following me. I badly want my children, and the generations that follow me, to learn from the lessons I learnt in my life, and not to repeat the same mistakes, but they are going to make their own mistakes and they are going to learn their own set of different lessons in their lives. Each individual life is such a huge big encyclopedia of different events that seldom do two encyclopedias hold similar entries. Even the most adept lexicologists are going to fail when they try to find similarities between two different encyclopedias. Even those transcribed in a logical sequence hold different entries.

It is quite a satire, but no one can learn anything from the mistakes I make in my lifetime. However much I may want the generations following me to learn from the mistakes I made, they shall always make some new mistakes and there will be new experiences recorded as unique events every time history is recorded. A record of history in the form of biographies or autobiographies doesn’t serve to unfurl the mistakes one has made in one’s life. They serve as an ideal model of life for those who want role-models in life. I don’t want to create a role-model; I want my children and the generations to follow to learn from the mistakes I made in my life. Like most of my wishes, this too is going to go to the gutters because there are absolutely no collations between two consecutive generations.

My typical experiences with life have been made a lot more typical by the amazingly different way life has dealt with me. This may be a matter of perception because life deals the same cards, albeit in different numbers and different suits to all of us. The permutation and combination of the cards dealt out to everyone is unique and different. This way, every one of us gets a different fate and destiny inscribed for oneself, although it is the same in many ways. All said and done, everyone has to emerge as a winner in the game of life, winning against all opponents happen what may.

There is simply no option except winning a game of life. The winners get all the prizes; there is simply nothing for the loser and there is absolutely no runner-up in the game of life. The important point is that you don’t need any tips and tricks to win a game of life. In the normal course of events, the game is won using normal techniques, but I remind myself of the exemplary way in which life has presented itself with me.  A working knowledge of probability and mathematics, if not an expert knowledge of the same, is going to be good enough to win a game. Winning is all that counts.

While everyone wins the battle of life, quite a few win by a stroke of good luck. They don’t actually deserve to win, but they win, only because others don’t deserve to win. Everyone has a limited number of victories destined for oneself, and when the count expires, there isn’t an option but their losing, and the other person logically wins. The one who lost didn’t do  so because he or she hadn’t worked hard enough for it, but because someone else had worked harder for it or someone else had a victory inscribed in his or her destiny. A loser was created at that moment when destiny was re-written for him.

This means quite a few do lose the battle of life. The battle is so important that it is always to be won, those who lose don’t really taste defeat in the format it is served in, but they do it in a typical manner. Life doesn’t deal the best of its cards to them. This way, they can’t play a winning game, they don’t have all the knights and cavalry required to win. They also fight the battle to win it, but they end up losing it because someone else is fated to win it. everyone can’t be a winner. Someone has to lose, and someone has to deal out the cards in the next game as a penalty.

This is how quite a few of us end up losing the battle we did our very best to win. Nothing can be done about it when fate dictates a loss for me. I did my best to win, but I lost for no fault of mine. I shall continue to march on despite being pushed back by Time as long as I can hold on. I hope I don’t have to maintain a battle posture for a long time.