Life happens

You sleep and have wild dreams, and suddenly wake up to realise it's already the end of the year, and that is how 2025 flew by in just a blink of an eye, and here I am writing the first blog of the year, because it's never too late to get something done. At least now, cause it's now or never!

Hey all. I hope you are all doing okay. I have been well too, except for a hundred thoughts in mind. 

As dramatic or cheesy as it may seem, this blog is going to be an anecdote of simple and weird memories from my life. It may not mean anything, or there might not be any moral in it that can be taken, a no-brainer yet it remains in my head rent-free. You ask why? I too don't know, and so that's how life happens, quietly one day at a time.

It was a fine afternoon, and I was sitting in the library doing something, and our library in the university has transparent windows where I could see busy people walking around since it is the entrance and the passage way to the outside gate. A pin drop silence inside, and a busy life outside. I always feel it is like watching the high and low tides in a sea, peacefully sitting on the shore, except that the sound is on mute, haha! As I sit there breaking my head over a record writing or some other shitty assignment, I just raised my head and started staring at a point. I saw something that still remains so filmy in my head. There was a girl, whom I know, who was walking, and her friend came from behind and lovingly placed her hand on her shoulders behind and they happily walked away. It made me so happy for some reason, and I saw that in slow motion and purely filmy way, it felt as if I was sitting in a movie theatre watching two friends go home with joy. Ah! one of the best memories that I can't forget. It was such a loving moment, a bond between two friends, little moments of joy they found in going home together, probably after a hectic day at college. I grinned ear to ear because I was strangely happy seeing that, it made my heart smile from within and reminded me of my girlies who hug me and make my day a little bit better with their love and warmth. 

The other day, I came home, and something happened that made me wonder about god's plans. I live in a neighbourhood where people lack empathy. Though the waste collection, both the wet waste and dry waste truck, arrives almost every alternative days, people choose to dump it one site after my home because our home is the last in the row and they are the most saddist, idiot people who care only about themselves and their only motto is to keep their homes clean at the cost of other people's health. I came and parked my vehicle to open the lock of the gate to see a cover full of cooked rice. It was like people ordered a biryani, and they just decided to waste it by putting it all in a cover and dumping it in front of someone's home. People lack civic sense and, more so, basic human courtesy. (I later figured out that it was pulled up to our front gate by a dog, and it was dumped beside my place as usual.) I was so furious and got a big stick from inside and pushed it to the other side of the road, only to realise some street dog had pulled it to the middle of the road again. In the evening, I just came out and saw a bunch of cows roaming around. They hardly find any grass or plants to feed on, and they wholly and solely depend on the dump yards to pick up the leftovers stuffed in the plastic covers. It pains me to see how those animals use their mouth to try hard to open that knot and feed food that is inside. In the process, sometimes they even chew off the plastic cover. Well, that's there, but the thing that moved me was that the food-filled cover that was there was spotted by one of the cows, and it happily ate it and went away, and just like that, the food inside, which was a waste for one being, became a survival for another soul, for that day. At that moment, I realised that 'Everything happens for a reason'. You never know why you missed that train, why you didn't get to go on that trip even after trying so hard, you never know why you didn't get into that college and went to the place you never thought you would end up in. It is all for a bigger purpose that we are yet to figure out. 

Days pass by, whether you make use of the day or not. Mornings and nights happen mechanically. We all think greater things happen on one special day. As I always believe, it is the travelling to the destination that is more appealing than the destination itself in the end. Life happens every day, in the silence of the mornings, in the joy of having evening tea with your loved ones, in the class listening to your favourite professor talk about his life experiences, and in the market, where the people earn their daily wages the hard way and so on. Every small thing from the day is a compound effect on our lives in the long run. Instead of lamenting that one day that went by without being productive, we can all think about what can be done next. Every individual we may meet and get to know in our lives holds meaning for us. There is a reason why we have met in this lifetime, to fulfil each other's lives' greater purpose. When was the last time you sat in a place with zero thoughts in mind, away from your phone, just living in the present moment? When was the last time you had your coffee in silence, just appreciating its taste and forgetting all the other worldly worries? Think about it and just realise that life happens in these tiny moments of everyday. A self-reminder to myself and all of you who have read it till here. I truly appreciate your patience, because that is a rarity these days; only a few specimens have it! Let me know your thoughts in the comments, and do share if you have a no-brainer anecdote like this that made sense to you after ages. 

Well, with these memory dumps, I will leave you to think about those thoughts. I hope no-brainer anecdotes from our lives start making some sense someday. If you felt it is worth reading, consider sharing this blog with your friends, loved ones and to that one person whom you think is lost these days in the train of thoughts, worrying about the future, to remind them that life happens:)

P.S. This was more of a reminder for me to get back to writing and especially to write without using AI tools. I try hard not to use AI, but in some academic writing, I end up using it. I have been writing blogs before the era of AI. I may have a lot to improve, my writing may be simple and vocabulary par minimum, but at least I try, that is what matters. Every day is a learning day and has a scope for improvement. 
I may come up with another new blog by the end of this year or next year. Until then, take care and make the most of your life.

Until next time, take care.
Bye!