During the blissful vacation a few weeks back, I was having an early morning chat with my friend and meandering from the conversation on the school days, schoolmates, our favourite subjects and various other assorted nostalgic things, we stopped by a turn of retrospection.
Between the regular classes, Monday tests, surprise tests, exams and the usual fun at school, it almost seemed like an exercise of bucking horses up in preparation of some sort of a battle. In retrospect, things didn't seem so deadly and we agreed with a relief like the relief of a constipated man after successfully responding to nature's call.
It was apparent that in those days, some of us were literally living in a pressure cooker, some sadly without any outlet of any sort as such.
But after all these years, all of it hardly seemed to be a reason behind success or failure, happiness or sadness.
Maybe it's because, potential is what had driven the most of us. Despite of being serial backbenchers some of us had made the most of life.
So after jigging the idea in my head I deduced, life is like a body.
Aye listen up, don't dismiss me yet.
We all have a capacity to eat and capacity to assimilate that food in our bodies.
Now, some of us are naturally capable of eating and assimilating a specific type of food quicker or better than others. That doesn't mean we need to be nourished in the same way. My friend who used to gulp a glass of milk everyday was very different to me. I, in full support and association of my body, couldn't stand milk!
Now, imagine a generic place, where generic food (supervised and distributed by government agencies and other assorted authoritative bodies) is fed to a sample of children, even forcefully at times.
And imagine a worrying mother emptying her heart saying,"you know the teacher said my son Iguessialwayssuck ate just 10.53634 grams of rice today while Mrs. Knowitall's son Winningiseasy had 10.55 grams rice. Where shall I go with this disgrace! I train him every day to eat rice..a lot of it actually..but somehow he isn't able to cope up. I really dunno what he'd grow up to be." Sounds freaking crazy, isn't it! Hold that thought.
Well, obladi oblada and some of us grow obese and often some of us remain deprived of the nutrients our bodies actually needed.
Lah la lala...life goes on. Later in life, some do get back to the track to end up just fine and some don't. And for those who get in a healthy shape have nothing to do with the .01366 grams of rice that Iguessialwayssuck couldn't eat one fine day! In simpler terms, if I must explain, being happy in life has very less to do with the schooling and upbringing one has had. It's everything to do with one's true potential and realising the true source of strength!
Might I add on to my questions and ask another random one?
Have you considered how similar eating is to loving??
Queer huh..but the stuff you partake of is assimilated within you and becomes a part of you, either makes or breaks you. Isn't that how love works as well?
The true and eternal One has an appetite for good love as we have appetite for good food.
If I must go down your gut to explain the analogy, after eating a platter with bacteria sprayed as topping, the process of indigestion will surely throw it all out right outside your body. All in much worse state compared to to its state at intake.
Ah so you see, choosing not to love at all is as funny as choosing not to eat at all.
And choosing to love something that causes havoc to your system can surely be compared to eating food that harms your body.
Seems like we all have different capabilities to love and that's what we do all our lives. That's how we grow rather choose to grow or choose to stunt ourselves.
"So class, what do we call a person who introduces us to ways to choose the right food, why, even turn out delicious eatables out of them?"
Class: "Masterchef!!"
"So class, what do we call him who adds up all the abilities to love and introduces us to love?
Class:"Love Himself!!"
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