Time, Life and Individuality

One thing about time is that you cannot measure it just by the conceivable amount of happenings or incidences that takes place in a person’s lifetime. It teases, sometimes even tantalizes with its unobstructed unidirectional flow. But what can we say about life? Is it just the passage of time or a chronological compulsion, revolving around the substantial entity of life itself better known as destiny? Whatever way it may be defined as, life takes us back to the elementary and natural urge to create the state of uniqueness that describes the individuality of us. Since the time we were born, as we grow up, the bits and pieces of our unique behavior, character and body language that we gather up along the ages demarcates each of us individuals in a spontaneous process of life. So when we reach the age where our maturity reaches the level of saturation, we sometimes find ourselves alienated from the deepest bonding of human interaction and become mere participants to some social contracts.

At a young age when our tender brains just forms the ability of thinking it creates a curiosity of the very formation of life itself. When I was young there was one question that would run inside my mind very often. It was the creation of every existence. Well, even now I haven’t got the answer. But one thing I understood it’s not the answer that matters when we consider the various spectrum of incidences that our life experiences. I realized that I simply have no time to think about it. As I grew up I assumed some kind of theory for it and it was forgotten. Life can be argued to be just like that, an assumed theory or even a hypothesis. Whenever there is any kind of discrepancies or controversies in life we assume the best possible solution and move on with it. We cannot define life by any formula where we are supposed to get an expected result. It's something which we adapt ourselves, creating an ever changing environment where we find ourselves comfortable even in the most confusing and enigmatic situation. This is the answer to all those who are intrigued by the fact that some people do the craziest of things in life just because they think that it is a very good idea. And when it has been done even time can't stop from praising the person it's achievement of becoming someone unique in his world.

Life has its own way of describing the moments that we live. It does not separate nor differentiates people in an argument the way we generally put forward. It is stubborn and puts its own ideas before us and with the help of time it makes a mockery of our ideas and simply leaves us dangling in a situation where we have to believe in things we never bothered to. But the most amazing part of life is that it always maintains the individuality of each person as I have mentioned. So it gives us the opportunity to compare ourselves with everything that makes us different. That's where our mind encapsulates the idea of formation of an imaginarium of new thoughts. It transcends itself in to that of a level of neo-aesthetic terra incognita yet effects to, understandably, a simpler and nearly impeccable meaning called destiny.

Time, life and the individuality are inter-related in an involuntary one way process in which we are only a part but we can choose the way.