Our life when seen from an outsider’s point of view, is a joint collection of beautiful spiraling moments like that of a photograph album, each depicting different yet intriguing experiences and emotions. But why is it then that we tend to look at it as nothing but a black and white movie that is being replayed every day till the last day of our lives in a monotonous motion.
A few days ago I was reading a book ‘The subtle art of not giving a f*ck (my personal favorite at the moment) and I came across a very thought provoking line that went something like this, “In a bizarre, backwards way, death is the light by which the shadow of all of life’s meaning is measured. Without death, everything would feel inconsequential, all experiences arbitrary, all metrics and values suddenly zero.” I think that after banging my head on a car window at the age of ten, this is the only other thing that had hit me so hard in my life (pun intended). It actually made me realize that without death, we would of course be physically immortal but mentally and spiritually mortal; no matter how hard you try there are only these many experiences that will intrigue you or only a handful of people that you would find intellectually arousing and genuinely want to stick with. Imagine being a 350 year old human living the same repetitive life of breathing, eating, disposing and sleeping. No matter how much you travel or how much you earn or how many new experiences you grasp on the way, at the end of the day you will eventually want to stop and just relax. That day could be tomorrow or sixty years away from now, no one knows, but that mystery in itself should be enough motivation for you to cultivate your life differently from each day. Death is a very practical concept, it needs to occur in order to complete the life cycle of an individual and start a new one. Think of life as a sewing machine, you start by stitching the first thread and slowly but carefully as time passes by, the cloth starts to get bigger and bigger and starts shaping up in a symmetrical form till the last thread is sewn and you finally need to stop the machine. Our minds are like the cloth that is being sewn, as the years pass by we grasp immense knowledge about various things and new experiences that help fill our souls with unfathomable memories and our minds with interesting episodes but after a certain point there are only these many things that you can experience in one lifetime and that is the moment when the universe decides to switch off your sewing machine.
So instead of looking at death as a negative concept, maybe we should start looking at life as a positive one and ensure that the former doesn’t depress but instead inspire us to live each day to the fullest and make our life the best photograph album the world has ever seen!