Frozen Moments
Suddenly, Ira turned to me and asked, "Why do we live?" I was taken aback by her question. I started staring at her face while thinking about the answer to her question. I was unable to think of any answer. In the process...
Life is a puzzle customised for each of us. We continue solving it in our unique style. Some of us solve it quickly, and some take more time. Those who solve our puzzles in more than average time are called ‘dumb heads’, but most of us who solve our puzzles in an average time are considered ordinary, or ordinary people. Those who solve their riddle quickly are identified as bright.
Ordinary people are more in number, or we are more in number. When we solve the first riddle, another riddle from the game of Life pops up. It is the beauty of this game of life. We become addicted to this game and enjoy it. Often, we compare our skills with others. We boast about our competence and try to show off. We consider ourselves the best among our peers. It makes us inquisitive beings. Another game of higher and higher saddles pops up, driving us mad. This game-playing process continues until the end of our life journey when we cease to exist on Earth.
Death is the most significant leveller; it never discriminates between intelligent or dumb head, mediocre, rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, happy or sad, young or old, theist or atheist. It is a life that discriminates, always, at every step. Still, it teaches us the value of patience, perseverance, humility, humanity,
