Everything which has a beginning has an end to it. No matter how much we cry or try to hang onto it, it will go away at the end of it. You might be wondering why such a sad topic to blog about? Well it’s just so that I happen to be travelling a lot these days and in these travels of mine, I am lucky to meet people who change the way I look at life. If you go through my previous blogs you will know that the genre I write on is basically ‘people’. While I was travelling on my lovely little Kaira from Kolkata to Jamshedpur, I met this Saadhu while stopping for my lunch. Wise guys, as they are said to be, I thought lets interact with him and ask him what his wisdom is all about?
I asked him if he has a family or a set of friends as they are the most common thing in a social person’s life. He replied saying that he has been a nomad for almost 55 years, he has lived all by himself and he had only the sky for company. I thought he was lying and I asked him that if he feels the need for having someone he could talk to or travel with him. Hearing this, the old Saadhu gave a hearty laugh and said, “Kaun kiske saath aata hai, Kaun kiske saath jaata hai, Sab log zindgi bhar apne paap ka karz utarta hai” and he went away. His tone had a strange thing in it which was kinda mocking me. I thought he was living a sad life but his tone gave me an impression as if I was the one who was having a sad life!!
I continued back to Jamshedpur after this episode but somehow the mocking comment of that Saadhu was still ringing in my ears. The night after reaching, I sat down and thought about his comment; I realized that he made a point. We all live lives of slaves, work our asses off, live life as society dictates and on our death bed think of what we could have done out of our lives. We worry about Global warming, EMI payments, Traffic, Credit Card hassles and forget that there is something called life which is getting wasted.
We worry about our friends, the girl who we fall in love with, our rides, our expensive watches and what not but at the end of the day, they all will not go everywhere along with you. Everything is a mirage, when you come close to it, it vanishes. When I looked at my life from the Saadhu’s point of view I saw how I was being punished for my sins in a way I never knew. Think about it, a life full of trouble, you love people, only to see them go away, you make friends, only to be back-stabbed, you give your heart to someone, only to see it being shattered into a million pieces. Life from his point of view just seemed to be Gods way of punishing us.
After this encounter, I had a new prospective towards life, how its programmed to kill us, there is no way out but the best you can do is to make it worth something you can be proud of. Don’t waste your life; go do something which you are proud of on your death-bed. Beginning of life is nothing but the beginning of the end.
I asked him if he has a family or a set of friends as they are the most common thing in a social person’s life. He replied saying that he has been a nomad for almost 55 years, he has lived all by himself and he had only the sky for company. I thought he was lying and I asked him that if he feels the need for having someone he could talk to or travel with him. Hearing this, the old Saadhu gave a hearty laugh and said, “Kaun kiske saath aata hai, Kaun kiske saath jaata hai, Sab log zindgi bhar apne paap ka karz utarta hai” and he went away. His tone had a strange thing in it which was kinda mocking me. I thought he was living a sad life but his tone gave me an impression as if I was the one who was having a sad life!!
I continued back to Jamshedpur after this episode but somehow the mocking comment of that Saadhu was still ringing in my ears. The night after reaching, I sat down and thought about his comment; I realized that he made a point. We all live lives of slaves, work our asses off, live life as society dictates and on our death bed think of what we could have done out of our lives. We worry about Global warming, EMI payments, Traffic, Credit Card hassles and forget that there is something called life which is getting wasted.
We worry about our friends, the girl who we fall in love with, our rides, our expensive watches and what not but at the end of the day, they all will not go everywhere along with you. Everything is a mirage, when you come close to it, it vanishes. When I looked at my life from the Saadhu’s point of view I saw how I was being punished for my sins in a way I never knew. Think about it, a life full of trouble, you love people, only to see them go away, you make friends, only to be back-stabbed, you give your heart to someone, only to see it being shattered into a million pieces. Life from his point of view just seemed to be Gods way of punishing us.
After this encounter, I had a new prospective towards life, how its programmed to kill us, there is no way out but the best you can do is to make it worth something you can be proud of. Don’t waste your life; go do something which you are proud of on your death-bed. Beginning of life is nothing but the beginning of the end.