A Mere Provocative Realization

This life is just so unpredictable, full of emotions and feelings that we may acquire or create in our own body souls with equal uncertainty. Incidents that we come across leave us with a deeply influencing wound that seems to be out of the technology that can heal it ever. The worst part of acknowledgement is that either it comes to us in a secluded mode that cannot be conveyed to others for their precaution and caution, or it does not produce any consequence in other’s hearts.

But as for a person very much like me, truly emotional and extra-sensitive in nature, the injuring incidents prove to be quite fatal for the personal experience and a warning symbol for the future. At the time of Independence, 14th of August, I happened to embark on a recreational journey to soothe down the extremities and dire needs of the soul, with the family.

Perhaps, we had been destined to enjoy in the midst of worries and some serious realisations. The family, with which we had planned to live and move around, revealed a serious accident that had happened in their maternal family. The son of mother’s sister had faced a severe accident that snatched away his colours of youth and joys that every person in that phase of life is destined and required to have.

The age of twenties is full of unexpected experiences that we might have besides the thrilling obsessions that we might develop with the passage of time. The obsession of speed is one of the cruellest companions that you ever dream to have in our exuberant and vivacious life. Truly said, “Speed Thrills but Kills”, but in the age of novice fascinations, almost everyone tends to ignore the mere realities that are hidden at the other side of the mirror.

The twenty-series aged Lad had been accounted for driving his motorcycle at a higher speed. Perhaps he would have been deluded in the pleasure of being ahead of the winds and world, at least at the moment. But this wasn’t the everlasting will of God. A car in front of his bike suddenly changed its course due to a damaged patch. But the lad wasn’t at the luck to have that opportunity and slipped into the side fence due to the crazy bump. This wasn’t just the end of the misfortune.

His leg scratched alongside the fence whilst he was being dragged by the tilted bike. His flesh was almost warded off leaving his inside veins and capillaries exposed. Profuse blood loss embodied with the separation of the flesh proved to be quite detrimental for his fate and destiny. At the halt of the accident, his life halted at that very instance. In the unconsciousness of the body, his destiny and life were lost in a ubiquitous mist, very far from the reach of any human that could have healed his wounds to give him a second chance.

But there is no second chance or opportunity in the reality of this bitter and sweet life. You have one life and one ending. There is not a possibility of a second fortunate epiphany for return of the exuberance of life.

Today, bare of his right amputated leg, he is lying on the hospital bed with eyes full of tears and regret and mouth overwhelmed with the words, “If I would have been slower...If I would have been slower...If I would have been slower”. Life is not so beneficial and welcoming for everyone. There are few fortunate souls walking on the face of Earth, who would have had a second chance to correct their mistakes and turn back into the Life’s Show.

Whether serving as a precaution or a mere provocative realization, this incident has acknowledged me with a second aspect of life, which I had yet ignored or haven’t contemplated on. If you want to pace up greater than the winds and fly high pass the apex before anyone else does, then recognise your strengths which can serve as a milestone in this life and a certainty of your success.

A second-lasting fascinations end up as ever-lasting regret for many individuals. And regrets are the least things that anyone would wish to do in their Life!