Life is a box of…….

The famous quote by Winston Groom states, ‘Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are going to get’. This is very true. There are so many flavours and varieties, all covered with chocolate, that unless and until you bite into one, you don’t know what you are going to get.

After walking quite some distance along the path called ‘Life’, when one turns around to look back, life appears like a box of potpourri or a mélange of many many things. (Unlike chocolates) It is not different flavours of a same type of thing, nor are all the moments/experiences coated with chocolate or sugar.

Innumerable diverse things, like – happy moments, sad feelings, sweet memories, bitter experiences, spicy seasonings, gentle happenings, harsh shocks and many more are randomly mixed together in this box of life.

When we glance around, even in the nature we find that the beautiful rainbow is comprised of seven different colours. As pretty or bright a single colour may look, but only when all seven colours come together a striking rainbow is formed.

Similarly, there are seven notes (sur) in music, whether it is Indian or Western classical music. Just like our life has high and low moments, there are high as well as low notes in music. When we experience a real low in life, that makes us appreciate the value of the high points.

A life cannot enjoy only a good run all through-out, and in the same way, no life would suffer only and only bad phases. Every hue and shade of all possible things are woven together to form the fabric of life. And so, in my view, Life is like a box of Potpourri…..

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Need to Revive…

 

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Life is Precious 

This is what I genuinely feel and it is not said for effects.

If we can get anyone back from the dead, then we need to get back Humanity.

Incidences ranging from the tortured deaths of mute, stray animals to cases like Nirbhaya’s,  underline (in bold) the demise of this basic human characteristic.

(If we can get back someone, then it should be these souls who deserved to live a complete life).

To make sure that such incidences do not repeat, we need to regain humanity – and not just for a day, but forever.

 

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Linking to IndiSpire Prompt:179: #defyingdeathforaday by Nabanita.

Once, on a rainy day!

Here are two different sides of the coin called — LIFE!

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She glanced around her pretty new nest

all neat and everything in place.

Heavens had all broken loose out there,

but was so warm and cosy in this nest of hers.

Wind crashed on the windowpane

with crazy whirl of lashing rain

she smiled and hummed,

waiting for him to return.

And then came the call, so sharp like that bolt…..

one more life had been claimed by the insane downpour!

…….Once, on a rainy day!


 

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Darkness gathered and the clouds lowered on the earth,

the pain and the raging storm all began at once.

All by itself, their shanty stood on a desolate dot,

no one there to call and no vehicle around the spot.

Waves after waves of that killer pain,

hit her like the thrashing of the rain.

Helpless and trembling old parents,

only could watch in distress…

Cried aloud and she wreathed in torment,

but no help in sight at that moment….

Then above the thunder of the storm,

slowly whimpered a tiny little cry….

Fighting the odds and the elements,

a life had dared to enter the planet!

…….Once, on a rainy day!

 

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