Lemon and Spoon and Lessons in Life!

A young kid lined up at the staring line of a lemon and spoon race in school along with seven other competitors. A spoon in the mouth, held between the those tender lips supported by brittle milk teeth, and a lemon to provide the tension at the other end of the spoon. On your marks, Get Set, Go Prr… the whistle blows and the race begins.

The young kid is thrilled as he paces through the tracks, and delightfully discovers being the leader of the pack. In that state of glee, paces forward, to only discover that the slight glance, that slight tilt of looking around turns out to be disastrous, and being only a meter away from the finish line, the lemon drops. Along with this some tears roll down the eye, and then onto the ground, but no one wants to come to even console you for your effort, because they have to gather and note down the name of the winners – who came first, second and third.

Tsunami of thoughts take over your state of mind, and you conversations, I had almost won it, but…; I was the actually the able one, but…, The spoon that I got was heavier than the others, yet…, The lemon I got was not regular shaped, hence…,

The situation is plain and simple. Just get on with life, rather than pause at that moment, for that condition is a state of stagnancy, a state of tension on any appliance or device, otherwise one will have to catch up with present.

The young kid now sat by the sidelines and watched the finals of the lemon and spoon race, with wild thought running through. I could have been there, but.. and that state of thought continued, till the race began. As the whistle blew, one kid ambled at a brisk pace, didn’t look right of left and just breasted the tape to emerge the winner. The usual celebrations, accolades and customary congratulations happened.

So, it is all about you and me, for we too have passed through these moments. Live your world, live your life – don’t attempt the precarious angles to look around on who’s doing what and where am I? You too could face the same consequences.

School, College, Marriage,

“First is school, then is college, and then is marriage with a baby in a carriage – an oft heard statement that one chuckled listening to during the later stages of school.

Beautifully summed up statement, that is so linear and draws up a process chart for one in life. Process 1 - School, finish it with flying colours, and then get to Process 2 - College - Go through the rigours and get prepared for a mature life. Cut to Process 3 - Marriage - so get married and start having children, and you have done your duty. Wish life was really such a linear and dutiful process.

School – the first thing that comes to mind is Regimentation, while we like to remember college more for the freedom, and yet when we talk of marriage, the operative word for most is Bondage! Bondage for who is again a perspective.

All through school we were longing to be in college, and when in college were were longing to get married, and once married, most of us get into the thought that “Oh, I was better off as a single, what have I got into?

The Grass the other side is always green or better still – there has to be not just a perspective, but the right perspective, so the direction matters.

School – a place we love to reminisce, but not to get back. College – we all want to be there, If god gave us a chance to rewind life and start it from the day we wished to, I am sure most of us want to start if from sometime during college days and very few from during the school days.

Why is that? It makes me wonder. Ask me and even I would tell you that I want to rewind my life back from college days? Why?