Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The Depths

I never felt the need to try to understand the vicissitudes of life because I was always surrounded by people who I knew would handle if there ever was fallout. A sense of tacit security, a blanket of unconditional assurance that I needn't worry, prevailed. But, life is a good teacher; it teaches all that you ought to learn. I am only twenty-one, and not old enough to say that I have experienced all that life has to offer. But, I will still say what I have seen, understood and imbibed of life --

When there are new sights, sounds and feelings every day; you say life is an adventure. Whenever, there is a betrayal and only one question comes to your mind- "Why is this happening to me?”; life seems a conspiracy cooked up by a Higher Power. When someone you spent more than half your life with, someone you loved, suddenly departs never to return; life becomes a joke. When events unfold quite unlike expectations; you come to believe that life is nothing, but an illusion. When every venture you undertake is a success; life is a party. When whatever you do is not enough; life is a struggle. When you look around and see a competitor in every person; life is a race. When you can sense someone not telling the truth; life is a drama. 

These are a few shades of life. Life is an art. We are the artists. We may not have the freedom to choose colours but, beautiful picture can still be painted.







CHILDREN, ye have not lived, to you it seems
Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,
Or carnival of careless joys that leap
About your hearts like billows on the deep
In flames of amber and of amethyst.


Children, ye have not lived, ye but exist
Till some resistless hour shall rise and move
Your hearts to wake and hunger after love,
And thirst with passionate longing for the things
That burn your brows with blood-red sufferings.


Till ye have battled with great grief and fears,
And borne the conflict of dream-shattering years,
Wounded with fierce desire and worn with strife,
Children, ye have not lived: for this is life.


Sarojini Naidu



4 comments:

  1. :) ..this is life indeed..
    someone said :-
    Life is a tragedy for those who feel but Life is a comedy for those who think :)

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  2. Do you think that Naidu is right when she says children have not lived until they burn their brows with blood-red sufferings? I think sometimes children see life with more clarity than we do.

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  3. Hey Marita!
    How interpreted what Naidu wrote is that Life has so many shades to it...some happy and some sad...As one grows up one gets to experience each and every shade of it. And that, I think, is truly what Life is all about. One cannot have perpetual sorrow or for that matter happiness in Life.

    What you said is also true that children see things with more clarity. A child would give you a simple and straight-forward answer to a question. An adult, whose mind has gotten polluted over the years, might take the more complicated route.

    So, probably, what one should do is to accept whatever Life has to offer and think like a child whenever faced with a problem.

    Would love to hear what your opinion is...

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  4. We definitely cannot have perpetual happiness/sadness in our lives. I feel Naidu's point in that a child doesn't see life for all that it is simply because it hasn't experienced everything.

    I wonder though, whether we are more appreciative of life and it's beauty as children or as those who have aged. For example, a child will look at a new toy with awe and exhilaration. After a few days, it would have studied every aspect of that toy, it's angles and sides and in that sense, it knows everything about it. Is he more appreciative of it after that?

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