Perspective

This is not just a feeling; this is more than a feeling. This is not a moment’s feeling; this is the feeling of a lifetime, where even the age of the Earth would fall short, and would make it look as if it is in its infancy. The past is big, the future is even bigger, but the present it is just a moment. We take decisions in the present trying to interpolate from the past and extrapolate it to the future and all standing on the ground of what we call is present.

In the jungle of the past, in the wilderness of the future and in the garden of the present, it is the present which counts the most. This is where the birth of everything happens. The past and the future all originate from the present moving equally in both the direction, something similar to a stone dropping on a still water and the ripples moving outward. There will be no ripples until the stone drops on the river and there will be no past and no future until there is a present. As the ripples on the water grow, we humans grow too, broadening the past and the future but the present always remaining the same – a moment, a point.

In this stage of growth we come across many vistas, many people, many events, many addictions, many frustrations, many successes, many failures, many joys, many sorrows, many laughs and many cries. Some remembered some forgotten forever and that what accumulates entirely to be called as Life. Then life again is an accumulation of memories. It is replete with memories. Memories, which never go, it only goes deep inside the layers of more recent memories. Memories behave always strangely, remembering an old memory which brought tears in the past brings smile in the present and remembering an old memory which brought smiles in the past brings tears in the present.

I am confused; I am not able to understand where to go. Shall I go to the past? Shall I go to the future? Or, Shall I stay put in the present? But I can’t go to the past that will be retrograde. I can neither go to the future that is utopia. So, I am left with present, and if I have to live, if I have to be happy, if I have to be satisfied, if I have to trust, if I have to give, if I have to love then I must choose the present and I must live in the present and broaden my wings like the wings of the Kite, flying high in the sky.