Life is difficult. Good times are au contraire. They are not there to last, but to just make it more
bearable. Like a draught of cool breeze on a hot summer’s day. Like a warm
afternoon on a cold winter’s morn.
Oft have I heard people throw rhetoric at me like “Life is a
journey, not a destination”, or “the chase is the best part”… And yet, when you come to think of it all, all
we really do is JUDGE. Judge every single thing by how it ends.
We judge books – we’ll label a particular book as good or
bad, simply because it didn’t end the way we wanted it to. Was THE ENDING why
you bought that thousand-page novel in the first place – so the author could
cater to the whims of the ‘self-acclaimed novel enthusiast’ in you?
We judge relationships, people at large – because, IN THE
END, they didn’t quite turn out the way we wanted them to. (Cynical chirp: Helloooo… Are YOU perfect?)
My point here is simply that we set such a store by how
things end, that we never really give a shit (pardon the slang) about how
beautiful, wondrous and momentous it was, all along. So what if things didn’t
turn out quite well – didn’t it make you happy until that very last point? So
what if the movie had a crappy ending – didn’t you laugh all the way through,
until that monotonous end?
Of course – if it was bad all through, a good ending can
provide therapeutic relief – work as Band-Aid, to help heal the wound. At least paise to vasool hue na?
But if it was good, why this fuss about how it ended? I
mean, good things are never supposed to end, right? In that case, the end can
never BE good. Isn’t it contradictory, then, to expect the end to be good? Good things, anyway, do not end. They can
never end. Some bonds are way too strong for that. People who truly care for
you will always be by your side. Listen to your heart and you will know.
Instead of waiting for the ending to be just perfect (which
it can never be for all life revolves around imperfections), concentrate on
making things so good that you never really achieve the end – that it never
ends – until forces stronger than us override us eventually. And leave out all
the rest… Obviate the bad memories, obliterate the hate, the hurt, the pain,
the angst… leave out all the rest…
Forget about the ending. You never purchased the book for it
anyway. Enjoy it – for as long as it lasts…
And for all my dear friends who still wish to judge books by
the end – why waste money? Maano meri
baat: next time, just go to that book store and flip through the last few
pages of that book. You’ll save a lot of money and ample amount of your
precious time as well. :)
