Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Live life while it lasts

It’s nothing so new to write down here about how dear life is. Everyone is on familiar terms with it, and those who don’t know, will learn to appreciate one day that Life is simply beautiful.
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 This beautiful life which we are living, no matter in how awful or cheerful way one is living, when traced down to its end, it disappears. It literally vanishes. Yeah, you just do not find yourself at the end of it. Just a boom, and whole thing crushes down to fall into nowhere. And we start living in memories of others, and some continue to live through what they do- be it a bad or good. As a Buddhist, it shouldn’t be complicated to comprehend how our lives are like those dews on the blades of grasses which evaporate as morning changes to the daylight. The metaphor is basis of all the sects and Buddhist scriptures. They are all over, right at the prayers of monks to the preaching of lamas, right at the Dzongkha text books of school children to the relics hidden as treasure in Buddhist stupas, around prayer wheels and inside Dungkhor Manis, and Gurmas of wandering hermit to the songs that which give the emotions to our wisdoms of Buddhism. In brief, life is all around us and it has always been. One may ignore, or just let it go for the very contemplation of living it without any preconditioned thoughts or advised disciplines, but life in one way or the other, always ends up being lived with certain rules which people politely call as principles. Our lives are very much cornered by such written norms and practiced ethics. On top of that, there are plenty of reasons for us to not to be able to live life freely but live busy, pretending it to be a life even though it is sometimes a mistake that we chose it for ourselves.
This post is not just an utter co-incidence triggered by despised dullness in life nor something that I do to keep my keenness in writing alive. This post is about how our lives are actually clinging on some slim thread which breaks at mere thump of natural catastrophes.
I am very much a sentimental human being. I can be easily influenced and easily be fooled. Instances are plenty in my diaries when I ended up being eyesore of ridicule and sheer hoax of my friends. Instances are in abundance in my books when I got easily moved to share the burden of circumstances. However, I caution you guys to not to attempt one, I am now extra cognizant about the reality that like a ocean that which is a very place of gems and corals can also be the home of perilous sea animals, this world of ours is also filled with many bad human beings. One can only be on the alert and prepare strong.
Sometimes, like all other predictions by Mayan prophecy which came true, i believe the doomsday prediction seems so near to true. There couldn’t be any better examples than swine flu around the world and tsunami in Japan. And of course, our Bhutan, known for eternal bliss due to peaceful geography and cheerful people, had also its share of unprecedented debacles. We have fallen many a times the victim to the nature and its act of god. World is going to end, it has been echoing through out the world lately. One with sober mind, and rational logic could defy it to be an unknown fact of why Mayan did not prepare a calendar beyond 2012, December, but there are also facts that because no one wants to die or some governing body do not tolerate such things to be known in universe, it still remains mysterious that which is to be feared.
Many things in life come exclusive of rehearsal. Its like already considered, and yet we do not seem to get a grain of idea on it. In what seemed like disbelief, Tsunami hit Japan. It gulfed off more than ten thousand souls, something a world have witnessed fewer times after World Wars. As if a mother earth is enraged, she does a clean flush of a certain world, something that no words can depict. The footages and photographs of causalities are too evil to be able to even sit and endure silently. It’s the height of vicious casualty and it is not so long before a cold chillness and shiver runs through your spine. There can be nothing that one can do than to feel exposed of such devastating doom laden. 
Life is so vulnerable. The impermanence is only the permanent character of our lives. The things on which one lives his life has no value when it perishes living behind everything which one built as if one are going to live forever.
I am becoming more insane here going on describing things everyone know, and I think I should rather be celebrating my life before it ends.so my friends i end here with the message: Life is precious so let’s live it beautifully before it meets the awaited cruelty of life.  Let’s make it fully adorned with so many happiness and joys before it ends up to an unquenched thirst of cunning world, so let’s live life while it lasts. Let’s celebrate it so that one lives no corners to harbor regret and pain.  
May god be with Souls of perished ones in Japan!
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