It’s strange.
Often times, when I wake up in the morning and my feet hit the ground I feel as though somehow my life has been cheated away from me. It seems as if, while I was sleeping, that my life has somehow altered and changed, I feel different and sometimes I wonder if maybe I am. That I have become a little smarter while I have slept, a little wiser, and perhaps a bit more free than I was before. That maybe this life has the possibility of something greater than it did in the past, even if the past was really only a few hours prior, that maybe this life is on its way to having a future.
Other times I feel completely wasted.
And its sad really, waking up not with a feeling of freedom or the fresh adventure of a new day, but feeling as though the task of waking, and breathing, and going about the same simple tasks I do everyday has somehow become monotonous and unimportant. Like I have lived this day before and do not wish to do it again.
recently, i had the unique experience of viewing an independent-esque movie about the Indian culture. In the comforts of my own home i was able to tap into a bit of the Indian world and i somehow feel as though i have a better grasp and understanding of them.
the title of this movie was "Namesake" which followed an Indian family as they learned to adapt to the American culture, so different from what they were used to in their homeland.
The film began zoomed in on a particular young Indian man in his late teenage years who was traveling on a train in India. The train crashes and the young man is the only survivor, burned, broken, and scarred for life. Subsequently, he began to really value his life because of this event, "from that day forth every day was a gift," he said.
Often times, when I wake up in the morning and my feet hit the ground I feel as though somehow my life has been cheated away from me. It seems as if, while I was sleeping, that my life has somehow altered and changed, I feel different and sometimes I wonder if maybe I am. That I have become a little smarter while I have slept, a little wiser, and perhaps a bit more free than I was before. That maybe this life has the possibility of something greater than it did in the past, even if the past was really only a few hours prior, that maybe this life is on its way to having a future.
Other times I feel completely wasted.
And its sad really, waking up not with a feeling of freedom or the fresh adventure of a new day, but feeling as though the task of waking, and breathing, and going about the same simple tasks I do everyday has somehow become monotonous and unimportant. Like I have lived this day before and do not wish to do it again.
recently, i had the unique experience of viewing an independent-esque movie about the Indian culture. In the comforts of my own home i was able to tap into a bit of the Indian world and i somehow feel as though i have a better grasp and understanding of them.
the title of this movie was "Namesake" which followed an Indian family as they learned to adapt to the American culture, so different from what they were used to in their homeland.
The film began zoomed in on a particular young Indian man in his late teenage years who was traveling on a train in India. The train crashes and the young man is the only survivor, burned, broken, and scarred for life. Subsequently, he began to really value his life because of this event, "from that day forth every day was a gift," he said.
the line was poorly delivered and seemed to have been read straight from the script but for some unknown reason, that one line struck truth to my heart.
does it really take an accident or something horrifying to put us on track?
it shouldnt.
listening to an unknown song in the car of my dear friend one line stuck out to me-
"... i want to change the world but instead i stay in bed and sleep..."
and i had to wonder.
how many of us stay at home and sleep when we should be out changing the world?
its crazy.
we are crazy.
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"can you imagine what it feels like to have someone sit you down and tell you that you're dying? the gravity of that, hmm? then the clocks ticking for you. in a split second your awe is cracked open. you look at things differently. you savor everything, be it a glass of water or a walk in the park. but most people have the luxury of not knowing when that clocks going to go off. and the irony of it is that that keeps them from really living their life. it keeps them drinking that glass of water but never really tasting it." [Unknown]
dont be afraid to get your feet wet; dare to taste the water.
hear hear, honey.
ReplyDeletethat line always stuck out to me, as well.