Change

Change... the phenomenon that induces progress, the factor that heals wounds, that is the most inevitable companion of time. Change is a universal law, almost necessary, for life, or existence as sometimes it may become, can not stay static. Yet it is this intrinsic property of life, this tendency, that some times, dismisses its right to call itself so, to be transformed into existence. Life and existence, however similar they may sound, are vastly different. For life is there as long as there is happiness, as long as it is beautiful. Beyond that, it takes the shape of existence. Change is the connecting factor between the two. For without change, there will be no hope, hope that difficulties will ease out, hope that darkness will give way to dawn, that the dawn will be long enough. And without change, there will be no fear, fear that the good times will end, fear of the memories which will remain, fear of despair. Change, therefore, is perhaps stronger than any moral, any factor, any phenomenon.

 

Personally, I dislike change, almost fear it. For though change brings good times, it is the change which takes them away in the first place. And what you are left with are the memories of how things were,  memory of what you were, and sometimes, a desire to bring everything back. But then, the sole condition attached to change is that it is an irreversible process; and efforts, attempts to reverse it, gives you only a shadow of what things were, with no soul, no reality whatsoever.

 

It is this tendency which causes pain, for people sometimes go into believing that things will never change, that there exists a "forever", and life will stay beautiful. And when things change, when disasters strike, people end up desperate, desperate to change things, to change things back to "normal", to be happy again, and this desperation causes the much hyped pain, sometimes enough to end your life, and most of the times, enough to want to do so. Life becomes nothing but memories. Memories never cause pain, the desire to relive them does. The only mantra to reacquired happiness is to let go, completely in fact. Half measures work nowhere. Memories stay, giving you strength,  to believe that new, more beautiful memories will be formed.

 

If you look at things a little pessimistically, you will agree that loneliness, hatred, despair and all such emotions are better than things like love, care, concern, for unlike the so called  great emotions, loneliness and despair leave you happy, or at least relieved, as they leave you. 

This is when you look at the dark side of the picture. And when life turns into existence, being pessimistic is not all that hard. Every belief that you ever had, is proven wrong, every notion about yourself, reminds you of how less you know yourself. Some people get out of it, how, that is inexplicable, but some never do. And what you have is a new being, with no connection to the older self.

 

Change is a great teacher. And the greatest thing it teaches us is to accept future, more drastic changes. I seem to have learnt these lessons well, and the next time a change comes my way, I will be ready, armed with resilience, mellowed by flexibility, and strengthened by my beliefs.