There is something about the name ‘deadline’. You cross it and and there you are, dead, quite literally. Such people are left upon the mercy of their parents, teachers, office boss etc to feel alive once again. Then, there is something about those people who cross these lines again and again and it looks as if not meeting deadlines is their favorite hobby. They are so habitual of not meeting them that for them deadlines lose their meaning. Stuck between these two categories, have you ever wondered what a poor deadline feels?
Once upon a time there was a deadline. She was tired of not getting to meet people. She thought not many considered her worth meeting. She was tired of the fact that the human race stepped on her again and again and moved forward everytime without considering the pain she felt.
Standing there with open arms on the crossroad of life, she decided to die. She died. Little did the poor soul know that a human who had never met deadlines would get to write her obituary. The obituary read ” Yesterday, our not so loved deadline left for her journey to hell. On this auspicious occasion a party is being organised at Hotel Heaven at 9:00 a.m. Everyone is requested to visit and have a good time. ”
Somewhere in heaven, deadline wondered, “will the party begin on time? I doubt.”
– Paranjaya Mehra
Birthdays are always associated with lots of music, lots of party, lots of fun because may be for some that means lots of life. I also believed in this “party to bnti Hai” and to some extent I still do. Yet, at times a date with your soul is all you need. Sometimes, the company of your thought is the best one.
A day before my so called party day I had the pleasure of this company. Just thoughts and me. ❤
A year can change your life. Yes, it can. Same day last year was different. People were different. Equations were different. Promises were different. I was different. All is see that happened in this one year is CHANGE, in every way possible. Yesterday, I realised that ever if you want to know that have you grown as a person, all you need to do is look back a year. You will see the difference. You will notice people who were there then to be around you no more now. You will feel you probably miss them. You will probably not. Even those who are around, are a different version altogether. Some played their cameo in your movie and left. You can’t forget them. All you can do is thank them for their role in your movie.
It’s not just about people. It’s about experience. It’s also about moments that turned to memories, to laughter, to tears, to gossips. May be birthdays are nothing but a mere reminder to evaluate where life took you in one year and you have no other choice but to thank life for it.
Take time and thank life. Because life happened and you grew up. Thank your soul because it is your only constant. Nothing else and nobody else is. Life has its own swag, you like it or not.