Hi friends. It’s been quite a long time since my last post and I am proud to state that I have grown up by a whole “Term” of MBA since that time (now in 2nd term). Frankly speaking, I was a little busy for Xpressions – the annual fest. of XIMB scheduled from 1st to 4th Nov. But now, sitting idle at home during the Puja Holidays, finally getting some free time, I decide again to let my unspoken thoughts run wild and do their little magic…
Now, coming back to the topic at hand- “Love Each Day” – you must be wondering: “hmm….. where have I heard those words before??”. Think…. Think harder…. Think Think Think!!!
OK. Enough of the suspense. I don’t know if these words are mentioned anyplace else, but I had heard them in the movie “Descent” – and those 3 words appealed to me a lot.
It was last October, when I was in my 4th year of Engineering, wasting my time without any hitch, that I saw the movie. Although the phrase had little, if any, philosophical significance in a horror movie, it made me realize a great truth about life. It reminded me of an eternal truth that had been lost deep in some corner of my mind – that someday, I will die!
The thought sent a chill through me. Just 50 odd years to go. And 50 years ain’t such a long time, is it?
Rewinding some 4 years…..when I had first started my engineering career, the accumulated pressure of attending classes (which I never did when I was in Khallikote College), being away from home and the “fear” of ragging (although there wasn’t much in KITS) had really worn me down. Then I had thought to myself, “When is this going to end?”. “How am I gonna make it through these 4 years?”
But time flew away….like a bird that had been set free after being caged for a thousand years… In what seemed to be a matter of days, I had come to the end of my stint at KITS. The 4 years were over; and I was ready to start a new life at XIMB.
The case was pretty much the same when I joined XIMB. The pressure of classes (we weren’t allowed to miss ANY) and extra-curricular activities was greater than any that I had experienced during my entire life. Then the thought crept into my mind again – “How will I survive these 2 years?”
Now, 4 months into XIMB, I have gotten used to that pressure, learnt the art of time-management and have become habituated to 5 hours of sleep every night. 1 of the 6 terms is over already, and 2 years don’t look that far away anymore.
The point is, if time continues to move at this brisk pace of his, then it won’t be long before those 50 odd years have passed by. What seems to be so far away, would soon be there to confront you and take you away to a place from where there is no coming back. A one-way journey.
This brings me state another quote from a movie- even more inspiring. Remember in the movie “Bluffmaster”- when Abhisekh is suffering from some brain disease and has 3 months left in him? Boman Irani asks him how many days he remembers in his 30 years of life: 15? 20? Ok, make it 30. Only One significant month in 30 years? Only One month that has really mattered? You have Three months with you! You can live Three lifetimes in that period!!
Now, I want you people to close your eyes and think about the same thing – How many days do you remember throughout your whole life? How many days have really meant something to you? It comes out to be a small figure doesn’t it? Now calculate, taking that same ratio of meaningful days to your age, how many significant days in your life do you have left!
Feels creepy, doesn’t it? This was the same feeling I encountered last October. The feeling of being helpless. The feeling of possessing everything – yet having nothing at all…
Now, one year has passed – in a matter of days I might add. A lot has changed, a lot hasn’t. But the one truth is that I have consumed a full year of my precious life. I have come one year closer to “The Day”.
I have learnt one important lesson in this period. That is to never waste time. A moment gone by cannot come back. So, every night, before I go to sleep, I think about the things that happened during that day. What good deeds did I do, what meaningful things did happen. That makes me realize that I have made use of the day – that precious day. That makes me… love each day…
