The Complexity Of Simplicity

This is that phase of my life which I call as 'walking the street' and believe me it is one of the toughest times of my life. One phase where I am most vulnerable, susceptible to err and well capable of causing hurt. I have resigned from my company, I am under a heavy debt, I have lost my love... blah blah blah.. but even after all these things, I'm confident, happy and at peace. There is some inner energy driving me, what is that I cannot identify but there is definitely something. Something which is giving me courage to fight, something which is stopping me from trailing on the wrong side, something... something.
While walking on the street when I see people with no shelter in heavy rains, I can feel the shiver. While on the platform I see the mutilated beggars, I can feel the hunger pangs. While talking to a person who is nurturing a broken heart, I can feel my heart crying. I can feel myself feeling the pain of the world and I can still share my smile. Now I am coming face to face with myself, now I am coming face to face with that something. I am not just a salaried employee of an organization and I am not just a person ranting about an unfair life. I am one who is gifted, gifted with a human life and I am the change, the change that I wanted to see in this world.

Why I am SPEAKing UP this is because if tomorrow I achieve my dreams, I succeed; I need to remember every day of my journey. But if my dreams are delayed, I'll won't give up and that's what I resolve, I'll have faith in the God who resides in my heart, I'll have faith in myself and I won't do anything which I repent afterwards. Every single day, I'll try, I'll work and I'll sweat for getting to MY DESTINATION, MY LOVE,  MY LIFE, MY DREAMS, MY AMBITIONS.

I AM AT LIFE'S COMPLEX PHASE
WITH A SIMPLE SMILE ON MY FACE.

The Road Mishap

I read with sorrow but no great surprise about the death of a colleague in a road mishap. His was, just a face to me in the crowd, till the day he departed. The death of a person in his early 30's ,the only breadwinner in the family, was enough to tip his family off. He had many unfinished businesses, many things to work on.. but alas, he is no more. He is survived by his wife, a two year old daughter and a mother. It will take them long to come to terms with the paralyzing loss. Is there any compensation to their loss, a wife lost her husband, a daughter lost her father, a mother lost her only son.. Ohhh God.. you make the stones cry. Hey Almighty I pray to you, I don't know what to ask or expect, you know that better but please give the family the courage and support to sustain in this world of yours.

The loss of my colleague plagued me by a myriad of feelings triggered by the fact that it was accidental (and therefore preventable), that in part it was the result of somebody’s negligence (at the time the county was trying to develop new infrastructure, better roads, flyovers -for better traffic control, he was run over by some vehicle), and that it seemed to me that it was contrary to all natural laws – parents are supposed to die before children, not the other way around.

His sudden death left me feeling shaken, unsure and vulnerable. Life is so unjust and intolerable at times.

The same question rings my mind again and again, what if tomorrow is the day when I die?? Since death is not in my hand but my life is, let me make more out of life before life takes me to the end