Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Life....

We can here quotes flying off every direction in this world, most of them reflected away to a third person. What we hear may or may not be worth analyzing. To most of us, it is nothing but a blabber of words. Of all the millions of quotes I've heard in my life, only one has stood its ground. This is of course a Shakespearean quote, it goes like this....

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.

this is an extract from his play 'As you like it'

The first two lines, they have always proved right to me. There has not been an instance where I could analyze an objection to it. Many of us don't think of what is going on around us, so also, we do not think of what we hear of what we speak most of the time except when the topic ventures to one of man's basic necessities food and shelter. Previously, clothing was also a necessity, but I should say, long gone is the time where one considers nudity a problem.

There is nothing in this world that I love doing most. Many would say that this is an outrageous statement and that there are things in this world that can never tire one. When I think of it myself, thousands of examples fly by, lets start of with a few, Sleep ..... no one is ever tired of sleeping. Think again, would you love doing that all your life??? Work.... i know there wont be any objection there and so on goes the list, one after the other where man is made to life his life out of necessity.

Many may consider the ultimate - spending time with your loved ones. My experiences with life have taught me that there are no loved ones! The whole world works out to be a stage, where even parents, siblings or children work out to be actors. Consider the situation - crying at a funeral. Many a time, I wonder why people do this. After all, all of us are sure that we are going to die one day or the other, but then there is hope.... for what??? We hope that the individual would attain something if he were not dead, every moment being precious. Again, people expect something from you. Maybe the denial of what they thought was perennial may make them feel sad. Many say that the ultimate teachers are death and hunger. When the prospect of both looks diminutive to our future, we rather don't care about them. A newsreel which states that a suicide bomber took out a dozen of lives in Iraq often escapes our notice. There was a time when the war in Iraq was of utmost interest. This was again at a time when quoting the war was a fashion. Actors need their lines and news makes their daily lines.

There is but one thing that I trust in this world .... the smile of a baby and the laugh of an innocent child.