Why this difference? Why not the same?
In life, we all have various interests. Some of us prefer crowds, while others prefer seclusion. Some people love to give compliments, while others prefer to receive them. Some of us feel that life is what we lead it for, while others believe that life is what we lead it to. Some of us want to live with the person we love, while others want to live with the one who loves us. Some of us consider selfishness justifiable, while others devote their entire lives to serving others. Some of us feel that money gives happiness; others seek happiness above everything else. When we look at the same image, we all perceive unique stories. It’s more like the “half-empty and half-full glass” concept. Having different choices is not the question here. The question here is, “why?”
Let us return to our childhood for a while. We are all born as clean as a cigarette filter. If you look closely, you will notice that the filter remains white until the cigarette is lit and smoked. When someone starts smoking it, the color begins to change. All newborns are born with a neutral attitude toward everything. When we are made, we, too, begin to change color. Everything that happens once we start learning the fundamentals counts. Every occurrence has a varying degree of influence on our lives. When someone has finished half of a cigarette, it turns pretty yellowish. It means the filter has previously been exposed to a significant amount of nicotine, leaving a permanent scar on its skin. Similarly, in our late twenties or early thirties, which is considered half of our whole life, we encounter numerous situations that completely transform us. Perhaps we lose trust and never allow ourselves to trust anyone again. That is the yellow scar on our lives because we come into contact with a lot of human-like nicotine, which also leaves a mark on our souls.
By the time the cigarette is nearly finished, the filter has become so clogged with nicotine that it cannot flow through. It can turn quite yellowish and even sloppy at times. That is also the apex of our lives. Most of us would get disinterested in what we see by the end of our lives. Many interactions would make our lives slower than before since we would have seen the end of many things. We would have acknowledged how things begin after the summer and end before the spring.
Every dawn provides us with a glimmer of optimism, and every evening saps our desire to do something new with our lives. Every handshake imprints something on our palms, and every eye contact reveals something intriguing. With time, we begin to act in accordance with our life’s purpose. We may not see it with our own eyes, yet it exists at the foundation of everything.
The objective of life is highly subjective. People who believe in God have a definite perspective, whereas atheists have a wide viewpoint. For me, life is an adventure in which you choose the path you pursue and the experiences you seek. Purpose? You make the call!
