THE SUNSET

Sunset.
Another passing day. Same irregularities,iIndifferent reactions. Incessant pursuit of happiness; Momentous wins, sporadic losses. The downs and ups were past reoccurring incidences. The book has got a good number of pages, the epilogue is as near as tomorrow. I, Papa, sat at the balcony of my last abode watching the beautiful sunset, as I had always done every passing clear sunset for years now. These were times I reminisced on yesterday, recollected today and reflected on tomorrow. The circle of life had bored the hell out of me, yet I still move in it.
Childhood was great. An indispensable facet of life. Those Memories that brighten our aged faces. Those Mistakes that are perfectly pardonable. Such innocence, lost with time. Ignorance filled up that space. Education struck us as a curse, although we appreciated the aftermath. It opened our eyes to earthly facts and some-what irrelevant but necessary issues. We backed up the challenge, walked down that road and fell more than a couple times. We met crushes, dates and ex-s…..Damn! Call that a good trip. We often asked if it was worth it but the expression on our parents’ faces when they heard the word ‘fees’ was a perfect reply. Sooner than we could figure, it was a closed chapter. Another Momentous Excitement.
I see life as a Cliché. What’s new under the sun? Everything happened yesterday. The steps we made fell on footprints from yesteryears. The obstacles we challenged were nothing more than Landmarks. Youth was……Youth. Your father would have a different opinion though. But really, it was nothing more than that. It was a summary of the search for Experience, acts of negligence and strife for Perfect Independence….No Matter the cost. We had the mantle, we were the most able class in the society, but the most neglected too. Yes, we made mistakes we are not proud of and actions that our children will regret. But somehow, we, well I made it this far. We thought we found true love, we probably did. We got tied down, for reasons best known to my Youthful self. It’s called Marriage, anyways. To be sincere, afterwards, life had a blurry look. But then again, we survived it. Oh, i almost forgot, she’s still indoors. I don’t know about yours but my offsprings were a blessing. The only reason I’m happy to see the sunset again.
What’s more? When the show’s over, do we really know the way home? Did we go through all that trip for nothing? Do I Even deserve to see another sunset? Or you there, do you think you’ll be lucky enough to see the same sunset I see? Are you doing what it takes to see this sunset? What does it take to see this sunset? Think back, think fast and think ahead.
I dropped my diary.