The Balnce Of An Average Grihasthashrami.

There are some pictures or scenes in our daily life that goes unnoticed. Last weekend while waiting for the green light at Naikanal signal, Thrissur Round, I just took a 180 degree look from left shoulder to the right. It was just the usual panorama; some entering the Swaraj Round from Shornur Road while some entering Vadakkumnadhan Temple area; in the snack shop to the corner where the roads met, the glass containers were being filled with hot and spicy tea-time snacks; the juice store next to that was having a busy day, thanks to the red hot Sun; there was a traffic policeman who was shaking his pen to note down the number of a fellow who was a bit impatient to wait for the green and then to my right was a five-headed family waiting for the green on the balance of a pair of tyres and green light is on.

We, who were waiting for the green, started to move together like in a race. One scene that always appears while I stand in the front line of a traffic signal is of a horse race and when the green is like the gun shot when the gates open and the gallop begin.

As I moved forward the panorama of Thrissur Round kept refreshing only leaving that Grihasthashrami’s (Family man) balance kind of imprinted on all frames I saw. That man was not performing a circus-trick or something like the Tornado wing of the Indian Army with five people (including him) on that two-wheeler. He was running a family. He is the Average Grihasthashrami – The Family Man.

It’s just a normal scene. One thing I told my Mom who was sitting next to me when I saw this man, “the whole life of that man is focused just not to lose the balance of that motorcycle which can be a marked as a metaphor to his life.”

What is life? He is not cared about life at all. He just keeps things moving and leaves life unattended or let’s say uncelebrated and finally when the game-over bell rings, his children will be the only proof of his existence on this planet.

It’s a subject that I’m totally inexperienced in. The post is about what I observed; the spark or really ‘living’ life is really missing in the world around us. They just come from somewhere, spend some time on earth and just leave.

Happiness is as ubiquitous as we believe the Almighty is. Like what Mr. Kamal Hassan says in Anbesivam, “I see goodness in you and that goodness is the Almighty.” And I believe that mind which finds the Almighty is capable enough to find happiness too…

I would rather wish to have a set of four-wheelers instead of two. Don’t mistake. It is not the case of wheels of the vehicle we own, but the fear of losing focus can be set free to fly away from within us. And the weight of a four or a five headed family is easily distributed on a well-aligned set of 4 wheels. :)

People are so busy. Rushing and running to reach on time. To reach office on time in the morning and to reach at least five minutes early in the evening. Hardly some realize that in this process, days and months and years are draining. They forget their hobbies, their interest and some even forgot when they laughed out loud from the bottom of their heart and eventually one becomes a stranger to himself as time gallops.

Yes! We need to race, but we need to realize there is no trophy at the end of the race for the one who comes first. And even if there is a trophy it should not be at our life’s cost.