Since 17th...

It's a date. It has been always a date for you. But for me it's something else....some date from when the days were never same as before. You can tag it a change or adjustment,revive...let it be anything..let the synonyms rest under the great pages of dictionary..but you can't deny its presence. But as for change if you are concerned on the extent of how you changed since your last break-up or since the last kiss you are most welcome to navigate away from this web page as soon as possible.What i am concerned is about the biggest truth of life...that's death.


If you are having a look on this article right now,then i assume u r fine,u have survived from malaria,dengi,swine flu, bomb-blasts,cancer/aids maybe and i pray your good health in future also. You are someone who probably have an account on teen o phobic social networking sites, you may be a geek just like me or maybe you r just having a vibrant life out there. But have you considered the fact that there is something that can plunder your most precious possession? That can nullify you,rid your ego..nd anything what you claim to be yours. My funny bone finds it amusing when i see people who have lived their life or have done their work quite neatly but throughout span we intend to take backup of every minute pieces that come across our way. From movies to large voluminous files/money the gradual routine of backups is so eminent and deep rooted within us that we fail to consider one simple truth. "The biggest illusion in life is life itself." and u can't back it up. You will find it frustrating enough to think that someday all those sweet memories,all those crammed book pages u have mastered or anything u are good at will simply be gone. The long years,months,days and every second u have tormented yourself to consummate at a level will all be nullified.




Consider someone.Someone from the every ordinary pale/attractive/bewildered people u come across everyday. Someone who belong to the masses.Someone from a regular crowd.What if this someone comes to know some futile moment that he doesn't belong anymore to the jolly,feel good,vibrant,regular crowd out there. Rather his name is going to be represented henceforth as an medical id. The name for which he is reputed,he has lived on it and being famous for , nowdays it will serve only as demonstration of doctor's pain stricken time forbidden example of hand writing in long prescriptions and computer printed medical bills.He is now feeling restless,he will demand to himself,to the society,to the doctor " WHY ME!! " . Lucky for us we don't have to reply him back,maybe doctors will remind him that some questions are not meant to be answered or some "babas" would advice him to keep calm and concentrate on the mortal nature of human life. You will tag him as the "Unlucky 1" and you may pay your condolence to his family because you are the audience,you know the fate of the play,the fate is already decided but the family is a part of the play,they also knew the fate but it was on their part to attempt in vein. Now is the time for the curtains to drop...so the concerned person will now be too tired to fight up .A chapter ends.


I don't remember the exact date and place and it just happened to be a day after 17th. But the simple line from Geeta written in a poster perplexed me,, better to say enlightened me. This piece for today is not any statement,rather a question that i have kept myself asking since 17th Sept 2006. A lot of film directors have wasted their reels regarding this,some are worthy to mention others are too idiotic to be notable.But the irony lies in the question:What is the exact path?Are we aware about the biggest truth of our LIFE???