“Bark! Bark! Bark!” distant barks of the dogs awake me from my slight sleep. The green leaves sway in dire obedience because of the hurricanes. Rain had been quiet scarcely in droughts these days and all we get are the constant hopes of survival, determination to saunter through each phase of life boldly, albeit we fail!
Life is the shortest journey I have ever embarked on. It began somewhere in the past, probably when I was born in a remote village in Africa. Toiling hasn’t been quite easy, desperately the average man must live under this uneven, unparallel space.
“Travel still my soul, do not faint! Hold on…” I can hear my soul mutter! But how long must I wait for this short journey that has extended into lifetime ‘itself…’? It’s continued for ages and ages and seems like though it’ll still be…
Life hums sweetly like a flute and stings silently like the scorpion. The poor and average Africans are victims of its deadly fangs, while the riches smiles down like a hopeful beam from the sun.
“It’s one deadly path I ever walked through… the sinister noises, the constant nightly fear that beheld my weak, doubtful heart are all that can be attributed to this uncertainty!” I must confess.
Life is uncertain; life is unpredictable. Life smiles displaying its perfect dentition when a man gnashes his in pains. When a man gnaws or winces, life’s comforts desert him. Oh hell! Life is such a terrible paradise to live in.
When it seems like though you’ve soared too high, such heavy falls are bound to bring you down life’s steep! Life is despairing, hilly and mountainous! It’s one itching pain all over my body when I lay my head to rest at noon.
Forever and forever it counts and haunts… once in a while it makes you shed a thousand tears. Could there ever be solace in this life? Could comfort ever rise? Definitely not! Not with the classes of callous, wicked people life parades. Definitely with those hard-hearted Africans who’re unwilling to render a helping hand in times of sorrow.
“Hold on still!” my conscience insists. “For how long?” my impatience barks unerringly.
Life has continued for a long time, albeit it’s short! Why doesn’t this breath instilled in me leave me breathless, while I slump onto mother earth? I can’t stand man’s injustice to another. I can’t stand the cruelty! I can’t bear to watch life’s best friend, death snatch another soul inevitably. “Oh life you’re too short to have made me go through these long pains. You’re too young to make me feel so old”, I cry in anguish. “Why not deal me a blow and send me to my early graves? For I am sick and tired of the pains you constantly inflict on the innocent!”
“Good morning!” my heart’s depth rang bravely.
“Wake up sir to another new day!”
“What joy has life brought today?” I retorted!
“I can’t tell Sir! Life is mercurial! It changes as the clock counts in ticks and tacks.” My heart whispers.
“Oh damn it! Can’t it be still for a point in time?” I asked rhetorically.
That’s the funny thing about this short life. The beautiful moments we’d and shared with loved ones it’ll never repeat. It’s deleted them off its memory and wishes against all odds that never cross our path again. I sigh disgustingly, “Life why were you ever created?”
In my own anger, I failed to realize without life I wouldn’t have existed! What do I do to succeed in this short period of time I have got to spend while I am alive? What must I do?
Firstly, I must realize each second is a valuable asset and at such I must maximize it profitably. No minute should find me lying helplessly or idly on whatever condition. I must accept this truism, “Time lost can never be regained.” “When yesterday is gone it can never be brought back again. What ever you do with your today matters a lot”.
“Did you I hear you say Determination?” I ask gasping for breath. “Yes determination! We need it to face each sphere of life’s unevenness.” We need everyday courage, strength and wisdom to stay alivein this cruel, cold world. We need an extra mustered energy to see us through life’s hurdle. We better remain open-eyed and not watch our useful today fade into forgettable yesterdays. Rather, make them bloom like red, sweet-fragranced roses.
Each and everyday as ugly life unfolds into beautifulness, we must recognize we all need a little kindness. We must show a little love to our neighbors and friends for that’s what life seeks from us. Remember, “One good turn deserves another”. In whatever you do, don’t be so selfish. Think about others. You may never know where this unpredictable life will place you. It may place you at the apex or at the nadir. Whichever, always know life is a two-way thing. Its either you’re dying or you’re living. It’s either you’re succeeding or you’re failing. It’s either you’re loved or hated. Whatever, never forget the axiom, “Life is a short journey!”