PERCEPTIONS

The West Wind has been pushing me to write a blog, since she discovered that I write … and there is some substance in my writing… may be she wanted to see, whether I write it on my own or copy-paste it, as normally is a student’s approach for completing assignment. [Heyy you must be thinking, how can I refer west-wind as she  ... well The West Wind is a human…girl to be precise…& ma dearest friend to be personal … her blog name is The West Wind ;)]
So, Miss West Wind, this one’s for you… I don’t know, what I am going to pen down (infact punch down)
Hmmm…Let’s do some serious stuff…what do you think about Life …
“The condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally”’ … God that’s confusing!!!
Few years before, six years to be precise … I got damn frustrated, don’t remember the reason though… but that’s where I gave a thought … what Life is…
Life to mother expecting her child, would not be just the sperm meeting the egg and forming the zygote (smaller than the size of a grain) or the XX & XY chromosome’s pondering about their  merger..But… the feeling of an entire small entity belonging to her, whose every action is going to take her pain, which she went through the child-bearing days in a whisker and burst it into millions of smiles!!
Next is what…not Samsung …but the journey of a lone warrior trying to save his honour as he lets out a shrill war cry plunges into the scrimmage…outcome – Unknown – the only known thing – to save his honour and pride … meaning of Life changes for him!!!
 An artist-in a languid mood- life to him is the inspiration that drives him towards his most beautiful creation acknowledged by the art seekers. Life doesn’t remain as a machine pumping blood to the body, instead a feeling which makes his heart send smiles across his persona.
Life to a person abducted by some ruthless hijacker is to be foolhardy enough to try & seize the control out of the hijacker … the impregnable look in his eyes not for giving his life away…but to live…
The birds flying down every winter, life to them is being pliant and patient.
Going pretty good,.
Life’s when Roger Federer sat in his sideline chair, listening to the music, gazing into the distance—the glassy-eyed look of the winner of the most Grand Slam titles in history  having lost not to Rafael Nadal or Andy Roddick, but Juan Martin Del Potro,the 6th seeded, 6-foot-6 Argentine deprived  Federer of his 6th  straight title at America’s Grand Slam.
Life's when your beloved leaves you with your heart aching with the feeling of emptiness & silent tears rolling down your cheeks ..
Life means three old friends, three separate corners of the world & one internet messenger !!
I can continue this argument on and on from the various perspectives of life but, The way in which we want to live life, we don’t get to, something which we have ,we disapprove of it…  everything changes so easily as if nothing ever happened, sometimes a spine-chilling experience whereas sometimes nothing actually to define .
Life may be, not sure, but like 3D..as everything’s not good and everything’s not bad…something or the other keep’s on changing… we living beings are so into putting our perspective of life into others mind that we rarely get to understand life…  you know what, we hate things going around us sometimes, and that’s only to make us realize…there are things to be taken care of… there are things nice and not so nice, reason being, we spend our time foolishly against learning something.  Things of timid nature rarely get themselves acknowledged by the homo-sapiens.  I mean just taking everything in a stride and making a NO out of nothing…

Life is not all about speculation , it’s to commemorate the things you went through and being wiser the next time.
Life to me is being precious !!