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Qvendo Discovered!
Those few words
Often life becomes boring, uninteresting and hopeless. Ages have passed since this soul has landed on this blue planet. Every day was monotonous, at least for a majority of the time. There was nothing that could interest me. Added to this was the repeated loss of hope in every endeavour of mine. Often did I look at that empty still air standing in front of me, representing the void in my life. And that day too was similar.
The preceding days have witnessed tons of failure along with a very few successes which would have gained precedence over those failures, had there been an assurance from those failures of their permanent existence. Life was moving on and I too was, along with it. The air was so silent that I least expected something to disturb it. But, someone had called.
It wasn’t the usual ones calling me but that special friend whose recent entry into my life created fluctuating waves of hope. That call, of my name was highly musical talking around three or four seconds, that did make me wonder if my name was so special to stay on someone else’s lips for a time longer than usual. That moment was so unexpected that my feet had to halt all of a sudden, that I would have fallen down, injuring myself, had there been no support and a helping hand of that friend.
Silence, which used to be usually encountered on a visit to that friend, was now replaced with music- the talks between that friend and myself. It wasn’t a long talk but still it had the capability to keep me happy at least for the next few hours, which I would have spent with the usual regret for things unachieved and incomplete.
A revelation of the slightest pain that I had experienced earlier did see tears roll down his cheeks. I could see the reflection of one happy face, which had cast itself in a sorrow till then, in those precious drops of tears. And the, expressing my happiness for trivial things and informing him of my trivial success did make him smile after expressing a slight gesture of amazement for reasons well known. That smile and the expressions on his face did make him look like a small child, innocent enough to believe this world.
And then did follow the usual farewell that induced in me two completely different, contrasting feelings: a fear that I might not be able to meet him again and a feeling of happiness that I am being cared for, thanks to those few words…
The hidden implication
‘Life is a strange that just happens and moves on in an unsystematic way ‘is the view some people where to while others are of the opinion that every incident that takes place in our life wishes to convey some message to us. ‘It is an indication of the fortunes that we are going to be bequeathed with or the miseries that we need to pass through if our existence is to continue.
The truth, according to me, lies midway between these two extreme views. There are some things that take place in our life for the soul purpose of filling up the vacuum in our lives while some others hope to pass on to us some eternal knowledge of about our lives.
Guessing the implication of an incident in our lives is nothing less that attempting to guess with accuracy the side of the coin that would show its face after playing in the air for a few seconds. A day filled with innumerable activities, interaction with a number of high profile people, awards being conferred to you, the signing of important business proposals and many more might have very little or no significance in building up our future. On the other hand, an exchange of a few words with a stranger during your morning walk on that cold winter day, when even the sun refuses to come out, can become a turning point in our life.
It is the game that god plays with us, not bothered of the wrong paths into which we are led because of them. They are a wonderful blend of the ponds with sweet water and the mirages in the desert.
A number of people in the busy world, hardly set apart time to recollect what the day has presented to them. They are at a loss in view of the innumerable opportunities that they could not make use of by being in a closed room filled with their own false knowledge. They never tend to accept that life is something beyond science and technology. They don’t seem to visualise it as a creation of god.
There are another group of people caught at various stages of life, often the reason being failure. They recollect their life over and over again trying to figure out the next path that should be taking. They strongly believe that god has already given them a hint on the path that they should be following and the opportunities that are waiting for them. Their whole life seems to pass away in such reflections.
The natural question that is bound to arise is regarding the futility of the quest for the strategic technique to figure out the incidents of the day that wished to convey something. The simplest answer is that time would take care of it. Lessons are learnt and implications are reflected upon only after everything goes beyond ones reach. They are to be accepted as the mistakes that a small child makes during his early childhood days.