Que Sera Sera

Time is such a precious thing. It is not about metaphysical questions like who invented it(?) or on what basis it was invented(?) or whether it is the same for everyone(?)... This is more about the changes that happen around us when we are too adamant not to change or too stubborn with the thought of changing ourselves while assuming that the things around us remain constant in the mean time or worse still, attempting to change others as we change ourselves or decide to remain unchanged in the process.

In this process of change, undeniable is the fact that time runs by... 

The fact that every seed and every child grows, every sin is realized and regretted, every lesson has been learnt and unlearnt in the process does not count at the end of the day when the toll is seen as a punishment on one's own body and skin. Of late I read about a popular and beautiful actress from a couple of years ago lamenting over why she is not offered any roles in movies like before - especially after her marriage and two kids... well, she might not see it but, things have changed. Her innocence is replaced with the very fact that she is beginning to see and question the facts and realities of life. We get to read about women killing their husbands to be with their lovers and in the process landing in custody and losing their life as well as those around them. This in fact is not new. A few decades ago I remember a young couple who were quite close during their college days. The girl was seriously involved; the boy, not quite so. As usual, the family drama stepped in and she was told that parents knew what was best for their child and they had found a better option and a brighter future in the promised land - the U.S of A. - with a proposal that could be sealed through a holy matrimony. With her lover backing out, she took the proposal and did take off to the promised land - but not for a promised life. She declared to her new husband her affair from the past and inundated him with punctuated clauses about reasons why she would be lost in her past memories even if she were to li(v)e with him. As any self-respecting man would do, he wanted to wash himself clean from this mess as well and sent her back home for good. This time, the former lover had no chance to escape. To cut the long story short, there was a divorce, a second marriage for her and a first for the lover-turned-second husband, they have two kids and are living happily or miserably ever after. What was lost in all this drama was 'time'. What was established was the fact that what must happen will happen - que sera sera...

Sons grow, daughters grow, marriages grow old and sour, people yearn for rest and respect as much as they earn to rest and be respected, we spend so much time conceiving plans to destroy others when the same could have been invested to create something better for oneself and those around, we fight only when it comes to losing what we have and stay comfortably unbothered with pretentious emotions when we see someone else struggle or fight, we highlight the mistakes of others as we delight in our own eccentricities as we underplay our atrocities - as we begin to think and think of beginning a new chapter in our life. Yet, it moves...