‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair…’
— Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
Life in itself is ironic . Unlike those fairy tale stories which we read as kids , that almost always ended with the perfect note , ‘And they lived happily ever after’ , real life stories are a mixed bag .
I would say , life is akin to a roller coaster ride , which is thrilling and exhilarating , on one hand , yet on the other , it fills you with a sense of unknown dread and despair too… It takes you to the greatest heights ,giving you a false sense of pride ,while in the very next moment , it sends you crashing down , to the low depths of unstimulating and depressing times……
When I look back into my life , I realize that in every sad and upsetting time of my life , there has been a ray of hope , some tiny yet significant moment of happiness ….something that doesn’t allow me to classify those times as ‘completely black’ .
Similarly , in all times of joy and jubilation , I have had to face some stray dark clouds of grief and anxiety , that try to mar my ‘happy times’ ! So , then I cannot completely classify them as being ‘completely white’ .
So , I have seen the worst in the best and the best in the worst……….. And with each of this , I have evolved into a stronger , and perhaps , a better individual .
Everything that happens , happens for a ‘reason’ . Unlike in the movies , where the initial ‘grey’ era of ones life is overshadowed by the ‘golden era’ towards the end , a mortal’s life is forever filled with sad and happy moments and these cannot be divided into ‘eras’ , like we do in history texts !
It is in out weakest times ,that we realize out strengths… and in our most powerful times , that we ‘realize’ our weaknesses..
Even Diamonds are formed after going through extreme pressure , and the harsh process of cutting and polishing that reveals their true beauty.
Life is worth living for , because it is so unpredictable and filled with ups and downs ,all in the same go !
It is beautiful in its imperfection. If it were perfect , our spirits would die , for lack of goals and there will be absolute monotony.
It is this salt and pepper existence , that sets Life apart . It is in imperfection , that we realize the worth of beauty ; in darkness, we value light ; in despair , we see hope ; in emptiness we cherish company ; in silence we value noise…………
Life is filled with contradictions and that is exactly what makes it so unique…so beautiful . So, all good times are times c that have seen a little sadness and all sad times , a little of good !
We should enjoy life the way it is…and let its beauty unfold…with all its contradictions !
Because we are but God’s Diamond on the rough…………………