As you grow older, time seems to pass you by faster, as if it is reminding you that the time left with you is decreasing.
That sounds a bit depressing, which is the last thing I want this post to be.
So, let’s talk about other, happier things.
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I read “The Story of My Experiments with Truth,” the autobiography of Gandhi ji, a long time ago. Those were the times when I was of an impressionable age, and I was looking to be awed, especially since I had read about many towering personalities citing the book as their inspiration. I believed that reading a book could change one’s life, a belief that, to a somewhat lesser extent, I carry to this day.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly. ~Richard Bach.
What is a good life if not a constant endeavour to transform – to change – for the better, and there is no better time to bring about the change than the present. Human nature, however, is no exception to the sound laws of Physics. A body in motion will continue to remain in motion until an external force is applied to stop it, and similarly a body that is lying still will continue to remain in that state until an external force is applied to move it. Nature is changing every moment, but ironically it does not embrace change with open arms. An effort has to be made for change to happen, and making an effort needs an application of energy, that is sometimes hard to find.
The first fortnight of 2017 is over and already the novelty of the New Year is wearing off. The euphoria that accompanied the ending of 2016, and the beginning of 2017, has also faded. Life, as they say, is back to the grind.
Whether you make resolutions or not, it is difficult not to feel optimistic in the first few days of the New Year. The first day of the New Year feels like the turning of a new leaf. The New Year brings along with it a unique magic in the form of the belief that things will get better, doesn’t it?
Ever since I was a child, I have been following the Olympic Games. I think I owe this to my father who was an avid sportsman, among other things. Though we would watch most sports events that would be telecast on the limited channels we had back in those days, the Olympic Games were special. There was something magical about the games, and it may sound funny now, but, being young, back then I would imagine myself being a part of the next Olympic Games as a participant. That water has definitely flown under the bridge now.
But, even today, I look forwarding to watching the Olympic Games with the eagerness and enthusiasm of a child. Let me tell you why.
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