Beautiful Moments

Moments - These are what make up our lives. Are all these moments beautiful? The answer to this question, would definitely show what you are. I've always perceived the potential in people. According to me, they are doing something way below their potentials, living ordinary lives, being content with what they do. There are a few, who are aware of their true potentials. Among them, very few, explore the potentials and bring them to reality. Well, I'm one among the few. Not the very few. I don't care about the majority. The difference between the super and the average is always a constant. You don't convert the average into outstanding. You push up the performance of the super. The average follow automatically. And they remain average.

In my quest for exploiting my potentials, I've done different things. Paulo Coelho would term it, the search of the destiny. I've always wanted to do something big. You ask me how do you want your house to be. I'd say, a garden in the front, space for two cars and a bike, sitting space for guests, individual rooms for five around an indoor swimming pool, the swimming pool supplied with hot water and the whole mansion air-conditioned. You get to take a hot swim and feel the chill when you throw your head out. Music escaping out of invisible speakers throughout.

If you happened to watch me closely all through my life, I've always wanted things. I never wanted people. People are like water. They are in abundant supply. I don't give a damn about them. I take them, when I need them. I never had respect towards human beings. You are all the same. I've experienced exponential levels of human stupidity. I've got used to it. What amuses me is, you surprise me every single time, with your human acts. I used to get irritated, angry and disgusted. Thankfully, never did I want to change you all. It's not impossible. It just takes time. Two hundred million years? That's just a ballpark estimate.

Things are what enthral me. I can look up to them with so much confidence. They'd deliver. No questions. Just signs. Content? Guaranteed.

Why is man, a social animal then? Why do they live in societies? To be safe than sorry. Well. Do they live in harmony? No. Why would they? Why do you expect the best of everything? Why don't they just remain shameless creatures? Is it a sin? Even if it is, that's not your problem.

When I wanted to do those big things, I lost to better competition. Losses - they surely add character to you. My quest for big things won't stop. Water doesn't stop flowing when it encounters mountains. It takes a different course. Even if it is surrounded, it evaporates. I am surrounded by you all. I will evaporate.

Looking back, I've no regrets. Given a chance to live my life all over again, I'd definitely want to live the same way I did. I don't claim it's the best way to live. That's the only way I could have survived you all till this point of time.

Yes. I am a self-centred jerk. The whole world revolves around me. How do you think your world is? Are you just a micro organism that belongs to the universe? Your world is around you. Accept it.

Human life can be lived in years or decades, with those decorating mile stones. There is an option. You can choose to live in moments. Thousands of them - each unique and special.

Of late, I've started living in moments. On this day (why do people qualify day with adjectives like sunny, cloudy, winter and fateful?), I pulled over near the crossroads to drop my friend. He got down and continued telling me what he was telling during the ride. An old man walked past us from behind. Accidentally, his walking stick hit my leg. He stopped and said sorry. I said, "It's ok. You go ahead". He was not satisfied. He turned back again and said, "I'm really sorry. It was totally unintentional". It was really astounding (for want of a better word). He did not even hurt me physically when his stick hit me. Infact, it was just a touch and go. I don't know what made him think that, people feel terribly hurt due to those accidents. He was so humble and polite. I didn't know how to react. To feel happy or sad for having seen such a human, or, to feel proud or sorry for having extracted so much courtesy. I just kept smiling at that moment which made me think twice.

So many such things have happened in recent days. There is this colleague of mine, who likes to come late and work late. I've repeatedly talked to her against working late hours in the night. She never cared. During one of my persistent attempts to get her out of the habit, she just asked, "If you think it's not safe to go alone, why don't you walk me to the hostel?". To this day, I can't stop smiling at that moment which made me recall the adage: the hunter becomes the hunted.

Human beings are not really stupid. They just happen to exhibit stupidity, regularly. Their lives are beautiful. Who am I to judge them? Each of their lives, is made of thousands of those little moments. Some are intriguing. Some are disgusting. By and large, most of them are beautiful. I'd say, all of them are beautiful. Because, I don't react to these moments. I just experience them and cherish them.

This way of perceiving life, might be short-lived. But, I'm happy to have lived this way as well.