Burden of that dark cloud

Mumbai witnessed yet another tragic incident of bomb blast on 13/07/11 and life stood still for some time. Since then, I have been feeling very wobbly emotionally. My usual chirpy self has hidden behind some dark cloud that keeps hovering around; chasing me like a killer, consumed with pursuit of unreasonable satiety. The questions proffered in my mind are macabre and so are the answers; very uncomfortable and suffocating.

Ignoring media's appetite for sensation even in grief stricken times seems veritable triumph. The social networking sites come across as embodiment of the common rage that is deeply rooted in our minds and which we share. When shocking events of this magnitude are packed in such short time, it is too much to comprehend! (Almost 20 people died and hundreds got seriously injured, in the bomb blasts!)

The very thought of not knowing, when such mindless killings would ever stop; where and when would these attacks happen again and would I and my family members/loved ones, be lucky next time and finding answer to the most disturbing question "why these killings", often leaves me with cerebral chaos. Every day, I keep telling myself, "It's a new day, full of hope! I won't let ANYTHING stop me from life" and struggle to hold on to it and keep afloat. Unknowingly, the anxiety and insecurity floats back in my mind that weighs my soul. Each passing day, I try to hold on to fragments of fragile optimism and feel like I am walking over thin ice!

When life suddenly presents us such tragic occurrences, we realize the comfort of unconditional love. We realize value of nurturing sensitivity, compassion, goodness and purposefulness that comes with the strong belief that life is a privileged energy to have and it helps garner immense strength, especially when faced with some tragic events.

It is strange how life poses situations that compel us to reflect within. The bomb blasts in Mumbai, again made me wonder, do we truly appreciate life till something tragic happens to us? Do we really know our blessings?   How little do we understand our joys? How often do we bring our best energy to spaces of awareness so that we appreciate what a beautiful gift life is?

 "Life is a shipwreck but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats." - Voltaire. 
 

These days, I keep telling myself,again and again, "Smile today. Don't wait for tomorrow. Zindagi na milegi dobara.There is only one life. Enjoy to the fullest, every day." Do I sound like a life coach? I didn't intend to!