Sometimes it takes great melancholy to make you see the
world for the unfair place that it is, to make you realize that He is probably
sitting up there and having a good big
laugh as you toil and garner all your strength and determination to get through
the very difficult and trying challenge life has just thrown at you.
Though I am normally not one to have such profound insights
on life or anything else for that matter, I chanced upon this discovery when I
had just finished devouring my rather tiny (:P) triple sundae and had to decide
on whether to top it up with a second helping or settle to eat some measly
looking heathly thing. The enormity of the decision (:P) coupled with the huge
pain the impending sacrifice would cause made me think of these existential
questions.
Really, why in God’s name did karela have to be healthy and
ice cream n pizza n cheese n butter n all the nice sweet things in life be
unhealthy. Would it have been so difficult for Him to have effected the
opposite scenario? Imagine a world where u were sick and u went to the doctor
and he told you off for exercising too much and for not eating enough potato chips
and advised you to sit on the couch and watch TV whilst munching your heart out
on the choicest of goodies to get back
to health..ah! bliss :-)
And such seemingly inexplicable situations are not limited
to food alone. He let us all be perpetually foolish and to never truly
appreciate what we have till it was gone .. Remember , how most of us went
through childhood and college wishing we were adults who didn’t have to study
and do homeworks…and how as adults, we keep ruing about childhood and the joys
of it. Or how most single people dream of getting married and most married
people talk of joys of being single or how you never truly appreciate getting
up late on a Sunday morning and whiling away the whole day doing no productive
thing till you have small kids of your own who seem to think Sundays are ‘Get
up at 6 AM days’ :O.. Would providing a few fast forwards visions in life been
so tough for him:P
Speaking of kids, I think this is where He decided to have
the most fun ..hehe.
Just the other day, I was reading up an article which said
something about the only way to raise perfect kids was to be perfect ourselves…I
would have instantly dismissed the article out of my mind certifying both my
kid and ourselves as perfect..after all, self doubt hardly helped anybody, but
my kid at that minute was ..ahem..not being perfect.
Years of development experience has taught me a few basic
things:
a) you deny the bug – I couldn’t as it was screaming at the
top of its lungs in my face
b) you hope its
somebody elses code :P – Thought of pinning the whole thing on P ..Only, it wouldn’t
work coz I spend half the time complaining bt how P isn’t at home enough and I
end up taking credit for doing everything for sonny boy. .honestly, should
practice a lil bit of lying low. :P
c) Fix it- huh? Whaddya mean?..I am not perfect ?
d) Ignore it- which is what I did :P..after all who doesn’t scream
around a lil bit now and then and really screaming is a healthy outlet for all
pent up emotions.Sure,he may need a lil education about not screaming in my ears..after all , lets face it, its amongst the depleting set of my sense organs which hasnt reported a problem till now :P
On most days I am ok with His arrangement with kids but on
days like above, I dunno why He had to go so big on genes…Sure, we all love
ourselves and our families but I dunno if I would have complained too much if I
could have let our perfect family aside and instead chosen Hrithik’s looks, Sachin
tendulkar’s dedication and so on for my kid:P
