“Walking down the sidewalk on an autumn morning, I see people all around me…And yet, in the midst of this hustle-bustle, the scented fall breeze caresses my senses and I hear nothing, but the beating of my heart…”
Now, the heart has been misunderstood since time immemorial. The phrase ‘thinking from the heart’ has been associated with ‘romantic fools’ and ‘sentimental idiots’. Moreover, it has been established that allowing the mind to suppress the voice of that heart, is the logical and righteous thing to do. Call me eccentric, but I believe that one’s heart is not merely a muscle, pumping blood through the body. Instead it is a life, pumping life into our lives…
Each beat of the heart is symbolic of a reason to live and a cause to die for… The heartbeat bears testimony to life itself. For ‘living pointlessly’ is an oxymoron, and if one indeed is alive, no matter how hopeless life may seem, one can never live without reason. If in one minute, the heart beats seventy-two times, in one minute it reminds us of those seventy-two reasons for which we are alive… So, every person who is ‘clinically alive’ is living for at least seventy-two reasons.
A large percentage of these beats could be the people whom we live for, all those whom we care for and those who care for us. When we hear that a loved one has left us forever, our heart skips a beat, and that very beat is transformed into the haven of that person in our heart. That loved one now occupies a permanent place within us. For, no longer do we live for that person; instead the life that has left us becomes a part of our life, eternally. But incorrigible as the heart is, it finds yet another reason to start beating once again…Got to complete the ‘seventy-two beats’ quota after all…
Another percentage of the heartbeats are an expression of all those dreams and aspirations that we live for. Paulo Coelho in his bestseller ‘The Alchemist’ says that those heartbeats that express our deepest desires are loudest when we are young. Don’t let your mind govern your moves. Listen to the voice of your heart. If you neglect this voice continuously, a time will come when it will stop talking to you.
They say ‘Love can change the beating of your heart’. The ‘adrenalin rush’ of falling in love is an equivalent to that of sky-diving. When we find true love, be it in the eyes of a lover or in the smile of one’s children or in Daddy’s arms, our heart begins to race… Focus on your heartbeats… They are telling you how happy they are… They are saying, “We are additional reasons for you to live”; for indeed love is a bonus cause for us to live…
Just as there is nothing like ‘living pointlessly’, there is nothing like ‘dying before one’s time’. The heart stops beating when all those causes for which it had once lived have been accomplished. It stops beating when it has given all the love that it was capable of giving; it stops beating when all the dreams that it had ever dreamt have come true; it stops beating when without a doubt, it has no more reason to go on… And slowly that life which pumps life into our lives fades into an eternal rest…
“So cast away care,
Come roaming with me-
To the land of the voice
That lives in you and in me…”
It’s never too late. Every beat is whispering a promise to you, listen to it now. You have just one life to live, live it now.
Now, the heart has been misunderstood since time immemorial. The phrase ‘thinking from the heart’ has been associated with ‘romantic fools’ and ‘sentimental idiots’. Moreover, it has been established that allowing the mind to suppress the voice of that heart, is the logical and righteous thing to do. Call me eccentric, but I believe that one’s heart is not merely a muscle, pumping blood through the body. Instead it is a life, pumping life into our lives…
Each beat of the heart is symbolic of a reason to live and a cause to die for… The heartbeat bears testimony to life itself. For ‘living pointlessly’ is an oxymoron, and if one indeed is alive, no matter how hopeless life may seem, one can never live without reason. If in one minute, the heart beats seventy-two times, in one minute it reminds us of those seventy-two reasons for which we are alive… So, every person who is ‘clinically alive’ is living for at least seventy-two reasons.
A large percentage of these beats could be the people whom we live for, all those whom we care for and those who care for us. When we hear that a loved one has left us forever, our heart skips a beat, and that very beat is transformed into the haven of that person in our heart. That loved one now occupies a permanent place within us. For, no longer do we live for that person; instead the life that has left us becomes a part of our life, eternally. But incorrigible as the heart is, it finds yet another reason to start beating once again…Got to complete the ‘seventy-two beats’ quota after all…
Another percentage of the heartbeats are an expression of all those dreams and aspirations that we live for. Paulo Coelho in his bestseller ‘The Alchemist’ says that those heartbeats that express our deepest desires are loudest when we are young. Don’t let your mind govern your moves. Listen to the voice of your heart. If you neglect this voice continuously, a time will come when it will stop talking to you.
They say ‘Love can change the beating of your heart’. The ‘adrenalin rush’ of falling in love is an equivalent to that of sky-diving. When we find true love, be it in the eyes of a lover or in the smile of one’s children or in Daddy’s arms, our heart begins to race… Focus on your heartbeats… They are telling you how happy they are… They are saying, “We are additional reasons for you to live”; for indeed love is a bonus cause for us to live…
Just as there is nothing like ‘living pointlessly’, there is nothing like ‘dying before one’s time’. The heart stops beating when all those causes for which it had once lived have been accomplished. It stops beating when it has given all the love that it was capable of giving; it stops beating when all the dreams that it had ever dreamt have come true; it stops beating when without a doubt, it has no more reason to go on… And slowly that life which pumps life into our lives fades into an eternal rest…
“So cast away care,
Come roaming with me-
To the land of the voice
That lives in you and in me…”
It’s never too late. Every beat is whispering a promise to you, listen to it now. You have just one life to live, live it now.
1 comment:
"Instead it is a life, pumping life into our lives…"
Thanx...a ton fer tellin'...........dis has been a very inspirational thought!!.....i 'was' among d logical ones!! heehe.......ive managed 2 read two...n illl certainly read d rest!!!....soon....but these two posts weer luvely!!
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