How often do we think that we should have been born in some other era, some other place and as someone else. With innocent people dying unwanted death, questions echo in my brain. Am i right for the occasion? Am i capable of bringing any stop to the blooshed? Am i born at the wrong time when the whole world is going into flames?
The answer is simple...There is never a right or wrong time. It all depends on us. It is 'i' who has to take a call and make the change happen. One always has choices, even in case of what is predestined, a human has choices to make and take path they wish to.
The other day, i told a friend how i wished i was there during the of partition of India. I always felt that i am strong and could have pulled through strongly with all those times and would have made a difference that time.
But alas! poor me....my country men die each day for no reason ..and i sit safe with four walls around me, T.V switched off not willing to spare even five minutes to the breaking news...
Such is the tragedy of being human...we know the meaninglessness of our life once we have an option to make choices and make the most cowardly choice....a choice that neither brings happiness to us and nor to others.
To err is to be human...and we all err by falling in the trap of believing that we can make a stir in the world.....but the world and its miseries go on increasing like never before..
