Life is Too Short
Is there anything bigger than life?
No!
Still, life is too short.
Let’s ponder — evaluating how the events happening in our lives everyday need to be addressed to, weighing the level of importance they deserve vis-à-vis their respective value of marginal utility which mainly, in this case, is happiness and the feeling of contentment towards the life you are living.
No matter how isolated life you are living, you have to face events requiring your attention and, in most cases, decisions addressing possible outcomes of these activities happening around you. Apart from natural disasters or events solely controlled by nature such as a diseases or a death, the critical value of any event coming your way in routine will carry the weight you assign to it.
That means, you have got the power to either make an event as big and strong as it becomes a matter of life or death; or, you put in on ground with boundaries to let it pop within that limited space without a larger impact; or, you may just wrap it in a tissue paper and throw it in a bin — disposing by ignoring, especially in the cases where you know you can’t do much about it.
To learn about life, you may like to see it in shorter versions such as bringing it down to a day in your life and comparing waking up in the morning as birth till you go to sleep in the night — a sort of, end of life.
Take a pause and think about any one day in your life, maybe just yesterday; and, try to recall all big and small events that happened yesterday pinpointing exact situations where you had to either choose or make a decision, or just prioritize. Things that made you happy or sad, and were those worth influencing your mood or did you have an option to control the events or the factors leading to those events.
At times, I see life as a bridge over a lake that you just cross so casually on a sunny weekend afternoon without thinking much about the quality of water underneath, the depth of lake in case I drown in it, the harm creatures in that stagnant water could cause to me or just the embarrassment I may feel standing in dirty water (in case there is no bridge under my feet) with people around looking or maybe laughin at me. Whereas, what I am usually doing on the bridge would be looking at ducks and fish in that lake, boats making waves in the water, sun reflecting on those waves, reflections of trees standing tall on the banks of the lake, shades of grass on small islands popping up in water here and there — just praising the beauty of life ignoring all the bad things it also holds but under covers.
That teaches me and you a lesson on many probabilities related to the events that happen around us every day and various constraints associated to those events, still keeping us in charge of our own happiness or sadness; powerfulness or powerlessness; motivation or depression.
Life is too short to take care of the large, sad and dark imagination of worst outcomes that we, sometimes, start connecting with whatever is happening around us while blinding ourselves of the beauty that we see in life from walking over that bridge which should actually be the focus as nothing is larger than life, at the same time.
