Farewell December

               Cold early morning of late December it was when I sat on the stairs located in front of my room. The window pane of my room wasn't clear due to fog and I couldn't see through it, the reason why I decided to come out and sit on the stairs. And that's actually the case with LIFE, sometimes the fog of circumstances makes our eye wet and we are unable to see the clear picture, that's the moment when we decide, when we decide to come out of our room, to come out of our conventional way of living, not knowing there's too much cold outside, but we still sit on the stairs, we still back our decision.

                "I'll not take care of anyone." I was saying aloud. I was angry with the TIME, ever-running machine which never stopped. "Life's too short to think and care about others. The person who deserves most of my time is myself." My voice was getting louder. "I'll not listen to anybody, I'll only listen to myself. I'll not try to keep others happy, but I'll keep myself happy." It was the good time of the day to make promises, but very little did I knew that such promises often go unfulfilled.

                  "Aren't you trying to be a selfish dog who only cares about his own meal?" The tree standing in front of me spoke or cold wind crossing my ears whispered, Heaven knows, but I heard that rude voice, I surely did. "Yes, being too much selfish isn't the way to live." I was totally confused. I didn't know how to live this LIFE, a path was lying in front of me but I didn't know how to walk on that path. Walking on that path wasn't that much difficult, everyone was walking. But did everyone knew where that path would lead to, what would be their fate, did they even know that this path would eventually end? No one answered these questions of my disturbed mind.

                "Do you think you would be able to keep yourself happy by caring too much about destination and not enjoying the journey, the journey of walking on that path, the journey of LIFE?" Once again I heard some unknown speaker speaking. And this mysterious speaker asked a stupid question this time. How one could enjoy a journey without knowing its purpose? How one could live so satisfied a LIFE without knowing the purpose of living it? My mind became even more confused. And confused mind gave birth to a confused thought, "This LIFE is boring, it's full of sorrows."

                The TIME passed by and there was no sign of activity at all. No birds were seen chirping and singing. No flower was seen opening its face to the world. No kid was seen playing cricket in the street. And my confused thought was becoming clear and permanent in my mind, "This LIFE is boring, it's full of sorrows. There's always December in LIFE."

                This every assumption of mine proved wrong when the SUN came out. SUN came and provided the world with sunshine and whole scene was eventually changed. There was some sign of activity. Birds were seen chirping and singing. Flower was seen opening its face and scattering its beauty. Kids were seen playing cricket in the street.

I was looking at LIFE with my wet eye, but sunshine helped me to see the clear picture. That's LIFE I finally understood. One need only to walk on that path, things will get clear when SUN is out. One should start living LIFE, automatically one would be provided with a purpose. Then journey of LIFE would really be enjoyable. "There's always December in LIFE" I was saying moments ago. But now looking towards the SUN I said, "Farewell December."

                    (Awais Babar)

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