I step out of the house to drop Anushka to her bus stop. The sky is clear, the day blue. We walk with lazy steps letting a super mom with a stroller and her dog stride by swiftly, obviously out for her daily 'stay-fit' regimen. A couple of minutes pass by and I look at the trees at the horizon. My horizon isn't too far, just a couple of hundred feet away, limited by these very trees. And there I see, the storm brewing up and making it's way toward us at a furious pace. By the time, I talk with other parents about the looming storm, the wind starts blowing, rustling the leaves impatiently and the light grows dimmer. Within a minute of me noticing the storm, the day has changed it's hues and is growing darker. The super mom has turned and is coming back leaving her jog midway. Big drops of rain drizzle from up above. The bus comes at the nick of time and the kids are safely tucked inside, all bubbling with excitement about a possible tornado or a big storm with hard-hitting hail. I kiss her goodbye and run my way to home not wanting to get drenched. The storm has arrived.
Many parallels have been drawn, metaphorically implying the 'weathery' storm to imitate our lives and our problems. It is true, that some storms hit you completely by surprise, with no fault of our own, and some, not as sudden. The not-so-sudden ones could be a result of our mistakes, or rather, missteps we took in our lives. Reasons can be plenty. Age is not the prime factor. Sometimes our eyes are blinded by some superficial sheen, an ulterior attitude, a prideful persona, or simply immaturity. Immaturity to prioritize our needs, our wants, our desires and ultimately, our life. Mistakes occur out of ignorance, ignorance of the above cosmetics we care to wear, to stay fashionably appropriate.
But after every storm, comes the calm. And this Calm, brings with itself, a second chance. A second chance to re-sort ourselves, to re-prioritize and to re-shape our future. The storm probably tore your house down and left you dazed and hurting immensely. But if pain can kill one's will, pain, can also nourish courage. What course of action you choose, the tamer or the bolder, depends on your personality and the yearning of your desires. But what you have in front of you, is this ornately beautiful 'Second Chance'. Take it or kick it. After all, a mistake, cannot be a mistake, if repeated.
All I can say is 'We can't go back in time and make a brand new start. But we can start now and have a brand new End'.
