And They Lived Happily Ever After…
If your immediate response to this title is ‘Oh yeah, and I saw a flying pig’, oh well, carry on reading. Who am I to stop you? And anyway, some extra viewership never killed anyone. :P
I love movies. The ones with the happy-happy endings, of course. All it takes is a little more than an hour to restore our faith in humanity and all things bright and beautiful.
Well, why not? If that dull-looking girl could land that handsome hunk that all those hot n’ popular high school gals have been after, it would definitely boost your confidence in finding love to no end. If this guy is able to somehow miraculously provide for his family after all their long days of struggle and poverty, wouldn’t you think you had a chance to make your family too? Movies are what make you say, like Aamir Khan, ‘All izz definitely well’.
It’s true that life is not a movie, that we cannot expect any act of heroism or, sometimes even an act of kindness in reality. But there is still nothing wrong in hoping, is there? Hoping that everything will be alright, that we would have our own happily-ever-afters…
I have spent a good part of my life sighing and pouting that when it comes to someone else, things always seem so perfect and happy. My usual complain format goes something like this – ‘Sigh… just look at her. She has everything one could ask for. And what the hell am I doing?? Life is sooooo unfair.’ Oh yeah, I do drag the ‘so’. In retrospect, I have decided I am going to stop this. Well, I am at least going to try.
For one thing, I know nothing about their life. None of them are my sisters, or even my closest ‘buds’. Whatever I know about them is what I have seen or heard. And we all know that that is not to be believed. And yet, here I am, complaining about people, with no idea what they have been through, however bad they might have been portrayed, having a good life.
Everyone deserves a chance at happiness. A second chance at life, whatever they might have done earlier. It’s their own happily-ever-after and I should be happy that it still does happen. So what if it is not me? Probably I am next.
Not all is lost, is it? Wouldn’t it be boring if we were sad the entire time or happy all the time? They have to take their turns. That’s how the universe has been programmed. We laugh and sing when we are happy. We just have to learn to move ahead and hope for the best once we are done crying when we are sad.
Life happens when we are busy making other plans, they say. Just let go. What’s gonna happen is gonna happen. Give your best shot and relax. Go ahead and do what you want to do, so that you have no regrets. Let everything else; the dirty politics at work and of course, in the country, the traffic violations, the thefts and murders, take their course and come to an end when they have to. However wrong it may be, however much unfair it may seem to you, the stark reality is it has happened. Just use it as a step to move forward.
Just take a deep breath and freeze this thought in your mind – It's a beautiful life. Everything will be alright. Seriously, the time that we have here is absolutely not worth spending in sorrow.
Hope was last to come out of Pandora’s box. She probably came out last to show that even when nothing goes according to plan, she would still be there in the end, helping us get through. We should just never let her go.
So go on. Hold on to Hope. You will most definitely have your very own happily-ever-after. :)
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