I used to have a childish curiosity to know what heaven and
hell actually mean; not the stereotypical Indian cinematic version; where
people living in heaven are dressed in white, almost translucent, without much
work to do, and living peacefully while those in hell are being boiled in very
hot liquids, fed vile substances so on and so forth.
With the help of someone I dearly respect, I have come to
realize that heaven is nothing but a happy life in your after birth whereas
hell is a struggling life. This one seemed more realistic. Anyways I have
decided to apply these terms in my day to day life.
We all have our own share of anxieties in life; though
varying in magnitude. Whether born in a rich/poor/urban/rural/supportive…
family we all have something or the other to worry about, to be sad. Yet there
are some places/thoughts/people which are inclined toward peacefulness (heaven)
while few others toward anxiety (hell). A single thing might be heaven at one
time and hell at other times.
U see I am becoming all philosophical because I am currently
at my home for a few days (I have bunked 4 days, 3 exams) and I get this
feeling that I am probably in heaven and dreading going back to BITS; no need
to worry about my dismal performance in T1, labs, records, tuts, n the approaching
T2. I don’t know how long this feeling lasts, but might as well enjoy it when I can.
