The voice of Time & Happiness

Have you ever seen me? Have you ever touched me? Have you ever heard my voice? Do you ever imagine how do I look? No?  Well, but I exist. Everywhere. The harsh truth is: No one really believes in me. I have seen the very first formation of life as bacteria and algae to stars and galaxies. I remember everything about everyone.  Their past, present and future. The thing is that I can’t speak on my own, unless I really want to. I am bound to the one Superpower, about whom I wouldn’t speak anything.

It has been just a few years for me. Let’s say from the early stone age to modern day world. I have seen people evolve, technology evolve. But they haven’t really evolved from within. They have actually become darker with regards to their thoughts and nature. They are scared of the society. The social class. The society they made themselves. They can have what they want, at times, but they don’t stretch their hands to hold it because of social awareness. They do what they don’t want. And they do nothing for what they actually want. Reasons may be many. It’s true for most of the situations.

Well, that’s just one aspect of life. Now, something about one thing which everyone might agree. Every action has consequences. Every word, spoken or written, has consequences. Even someone’s silence does have massive consequences. No action has consequences, too. Dig a little deep into your minds and take a little leap of faith. For there is nothing wrong with taking an action which could result in something you dream. Something you desire.

Now, let me tell you a little story about ocean tides: Once the tides yelled at me that they are tired of their routine exercises on and off the shores. That was the only time I saw them come to me. They didn’t come after that day. Reason?  I said, “All right. You are asking me for something against your nature.  So you want to stay at the same place like waiting for someone? Right?  Fine. You can take rest. But sooner than later you will not be fine. You will stink. Shout for help. But no one would hear you then. And if that happens, don’t you come to me again.”  Hence, it goes this way, “Time and tide wait for none.”

Can you relate this to human nature? What am I trying to tell? There is always going to be ups and downs in life like tides. That is the very part of everyone’s life. No one is truly happy or truly sad here. If you think a king is happy, you are wrong. There’s a proverb:  “Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.”

If you think that a poor family is sad, well, not always. Their happiness is when the Mother sees her little children have their meals after a day of work. The Father earns for  the happiness of the kids. So there is little  happiness there, isn’t it? True happiness is something which I have seen elude many, many over the ages.  If you can’t relate to  this, you got to get under the skin of people to truly understand why and how they are what they are. And then you’d find the true meaning of happiness.

Now, wrapping off  this little text for your convenience. The future: Everyone cares and is scared of what future holds for them, right? Well, it’s good to plan for the future. But do not let it ruin your present. For I have seen a lot of time people waste in their lives waiting, waiting and waiting for the “right time”. That makes me wonder when I was wrong?  Right?

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P.S.: Isn’t this post classic? I am not trying to praise my work. This was not written by me. This was written by my cousin, the one who wrote THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE & THE COLOUR OF WATER. He is a blessing to me and helps me in my shortcomings. Hope he writes more and shares with all of us. Today’s song pick is Layla of Eric Clapton 🙂

Voice of silence

“Shh!”
“Shhhh!!”
That’s what she said
Or rather she indicated
But I wanted to know
What exactly she wanted
Me to listen to
By staying silent
As I had just come home
From work and was tired
But still I obeyed her
And I was all silent
I stopped my regular
Process of breathing
Just to listen what she meant
And then after several seconds
And no voice
I whispered, “What is it?”
She stared at me
In disgust
As I was not able
To understand her
Signs & her silence
And just on looking
At where she was pointing
I was speechless
My laptop bag dropped on the ground
My tensed face turned
Into that exact smiling
Face I was staring at
Yes, we were looking
At our daughter trying
To stand up for the first time
With the help of a chair
And on achieving that
She had the best smile
And we both had tears
Smiling tears on our faces
And then that silence
Was broken by the glee
Of our daughter’s laugh

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This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggersby BlogAdda.

P.S. : Next week is almost there so today’s pick is Take me to church of Hozier. It’s my recent favorite as it was shared by a good friend of mine 😉