Years go by and life continues. Or rather, cosmos continues its churning of life and afterlife. How does one take stock of life? Many popular quotes talk of counting your blessings, the number of friends, and/or your achievements etc. Is a lifetime limited to some or even all of these? What about the piles of thoughts that unceasingly remain in one’s psyche? Do these innumerable feelings and images form a part of this life? Why is there a need for reflection? What is the significance of the mentioned figure?
Twenty-five years, or a quarter of a century, could be a substantial part of one’s adult life. It could be a lifetime spent with someone of importance. Does it hold any significance if nineteen of these twenty-five years are spent without that someone? Do we celebrate the presence or the absence of a person? Does the number lose its meaning or does it still hold a semblance of sense for the person in the above scenario? These myriad of thoughts can be exhausting, and let me not lose you, my readers, to these.
Twenty-five years today, and the life has continued irrespective. There have been endless blessings, lessons, gains, loses, tears, anguish, laughter, love, hate, family, friends, relatives, enemies, likes, dislikes. The sum total of this ledger has been on the positive. Central to it all have been my boons endowed through His grace, the children, who contributed substantially in making this figure worthwhile. Add to this is the initiation towards spirituality, beginning the eternal quest.
This day, for the last nineteen years, has been a part of the family celebration list, with ice cream and soda a constant. The family philosophy is simple. Life should remain a celebration come what may. No opportunity will be wasted to sorrows, if possible. We have tried to live up to this bargain together, and God willing, will continue to do so. Twenty-five years is a great feat, or it could have been. Wishing notwithstanding, the day remains important.
||Sarvam Sri Krishna Arpanamastu||
