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 It is when I actually constructed a house for myself that I learnt how I could have made a better house at less cost.  It is when I reach the autumn of life that I learn how richer life would have been had I made different choices.  But neither can be undone.  The construction of a house is a one-time accomplishment.  At least, one’s life is a one-time affair.  There’s no going back.

Life is a cruel game of the gods if they exist.  Christopher McDougall’s gazelle and lion that wake up every morning in an African forest and start running for survival are poignant symbols of that cruel game.  The graceful gazelle has to run in order to save its life from the feral lion.  And the lion has to run and capture the gazelle for its own survival. 

The conqueror and the vanquished keep running in the wicked game of life.  Could I have chosen to stand out of that game and watch?  Even that wouldn’t save me because I wouldn’t be able to bear the heartlessness of that game beyond the initial moments.  Could I have chosen to be a conqueror and gone on rampages defending my holy cows?  My DNA would have revolted.

So I end up as one of the many vanquished ones.  Like a piece of the flotsam and jetsam cast ashore by the endless restlessness of the ocean whose craving is at once boundless and circumscribed.

Flotsam and jetsam.  Nice imagery.  And it brings to my mind the music band, especially their song, Life is a Mess.  “No way back from here,” begins the song.  Just go on.  Take the ride.  “And your troubles will still be here / Troubles will still be here, troubles are here....”

Let me give the link to that song before I sign off for now and carry on my ride.

PS. This is written specifically for Indispire Edition 129: 

If you were the writer of your own story - Your Life. How would you have altered it? #choice




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  1. BushraAugust 6, 2016 at 5:01 PM

    There's no going back.. how true! Lovely post :)

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  2. UnknownAugust 6, 2016 at 5:23 PM

    Life is a one time affair.....and we have to use it well ...cautiously.....Thats a good thought sir

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 7, 2016 at 7:49 AM

      Life is a series of lessons... Happy to see you here, Tony.

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  3. UnknownAugust 6, 2016 at 8:33 PM

    The gazelle can ogle at juice of the grass, like the lion can have a timid moment with the lioness.
    Moments make life and moments have a life of their own.

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  4. incredibleopinionsAugust 6, 2016 at 10:56 PM

    Very thoughtful - Life is a one time affair!

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  5. Anita SabatAugust 7, 2016 at 11:57 AM

    I guess we need to keep going & making the choices on the way.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 7, 2016 at 2:09 PM

      Yes, that's all what we can do. But the irony is that all the lessons we learn will be in vain... If only some of those lessons could be learnt as a child.

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  6. indu chhibberAugust 8, 2016 at 7:45 AM

    Yes we all tend to reminisce as we grow old.
    My conclusion can be viewed here http://jeeteraho.blogspot.in/2016/07/the-crossroad.html

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  7. sunaina sharmaAugust 9, 2016 at 3:38 AM

    It will go on....and on....and on.....it's like the more we know the more we don't know....I remembered Waiting for Godot after reading your post.....you made me want to read that play again....it is one of my fav.....:)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 9, 2016 at 6:17 AM

      Nobody dramatised the naked absurdity of human life as well as Beckett did.

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  8. Swati BatraAugust 9, 2016 at 11:34 AM

    Life is to be lived well. No quitting no looking back. Just do your task and move on.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 10, 2016 at 11:32 AM

      I'm sure everybody wants to live well. But often the system stymies us.

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