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The hail in April


Why would it suddenly rain now? The first thought, the mangos are gonna get ruined, the next thought, why now? Suddenly, we start digging into the reasons and reading geography and weather articles. Suddenly, the easterlies and westerlies from the 9th std textbook sound important again, suddenly the hot currents and cold currents seem interesting, suddenly the Arabian Sea and the Mediterranean seem like your long-forgotten relatives. You are there to meet them bcoz something unfamiliar has occurred, something out of context, something unexpected…..

Now it would be quite boring to connect this directly to life, but still, I would. Why? Because I like to!

Why hail in April is what we question when there are uncertainties in our lives. These are nothing but the externalities we never thought would come to meet us on our way to a beautiful, awaited summer. You were preparing to buy a new suncoat, but now you had to pull out the umbrella from the top shelf. Life gives us certain tasks now and then when we definitely need to pull out those instruments we had forgotten about, which we felt are not required right now and not in our armour to face in an uninvited scenario… then we start thinking and walk on the paths of whys…. Why did this have to happen now? I had a holiday planned. Why are the nations fighting now? My visa is gonna expire, why is my life giving me tests which were not scheduled? But the real why comes when you ask yourself if you are ready for this surprise test? How are you gonna handle these new or maybe the same questions wrapped in a different set of words which weren’t in your Merriam-Webster history? The answers are sometimes right there in your synonym column, yet we are busy finding them in the new pile of unopened envelopes.

The good, the bad, the middle, and the uninvited things has its fair share of giving you experiences worth remembering and stories worth telling. Definitely not a good story always, but there's no movie without a climax, there's no fun without the villain, and there's no win without a competitor. In this race, some competitors are gonna land right on top of you, unexpected, unapologetic! And that precipitation is gonna hurt.

‘We live in a cynical world, ' said Jerry Maguire…

and I,

Agree with him

Totally

Entirely

Completely

One Hundred Per cent!

 

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