Life in Transit...
07 March 2009
How does it feel to be in a place that may best be called transit? Has your life been in transit, ever? When you knew you had moved away from the past, were waiting for the future, not yet there? Life in transit can be dull…or not, depending on the perspective you choose to carry.
I have seen a lot many people getting frustrated coz they want to move to the next destination but can’t. A lot others eventually move on but wistfully look back at the time they were in that in-between situation of life. What is it about that state that bothers people? Is it the ‘don’t-know-what’s-in-store’ factor? Impatience? Or is it fear? I think it’s a pretty decent place to be in, if you look at it from that angle. You have left something behind, something you can never go back to, for better or worse. You have this life ahead about which you have very little clue. So what? Can’t the present be enjoyed without perpetually singing the I wonder what’s in store for me jingle? Remember what what’s-his-name said…
What might have been is an abstractionRemaining a perpetual possibilityOnly in a world of speculation.What might have been and what has beenPoint to one end, which is always present.
If all it boils down to, is the present, then will fretting and worrying do much other than send you down a mental disquietude lane? Life in transit ain’t that bad, after all. Look around you…people are moving about doing things they always do. They’re either working, or married, or raising kids, generally. They are all there somewhere. But again, are they? Maybe that’s not what you’d like. Maybe, just maybe, life has a different route set out for you. Isn’t it worth the wait? It’s important to just live the moment, even if it means watching others do the dance of life. You are at a vantage point…all-seeing, as it were. An observer in the grandstand of life. Not bad for someone who is, technically, nowhere. :)
