The other day I was talking to one of my friend .During our conversation, I got to know that her parents are not well these days. In spite of being persuaded so many times they are not ready to leave their native and come to stay with her because their entire life has been spent at their native place .She was suffering with a guilt that she was not able to take care of them when they most needed it. Her problem is she has her husband& two kids to take care off. After hearing all this, I was thinking, how much we are attached to our past that we don’t realize that we are ruining our present and future. Life can be so easy if we could live each day as it comes .Like my friends parents were not ready to understand that every one’s life would have been so easy if they could have stayed with their daughter .Most of us are actually so attached to our past that we forget about our future. Somehow, most of us have a habit of thinking about our past and worrying over it. We try to evaluate the things based on past. I have also gone through this kind of situation where in if things would have worked as we thought in past then I would not have been in a situation where I am today. But my question is what the point of this thought is because we cannot change the past and also when the things were happening in past, today was future which could not be predicted. So, whatever has happened is the best that could have happened when the decisions were made knowing the uncertainties. Life should be all about creating a good future by taking control of your present. There is no point carrying the burden of past and living the present .The carrying of extra baggage doesn’t fetch any extra rewards. Instead, it’s a burden. If you think carefully the suffering in past was reason why we were not a happy and again the same suffering ruins our present and obviously we will not have a greater future. So are you ready to let the past be in past ? At this point of time I could only think of Bacchan Uncle’s (Harivansh Rai Bachhan) poem
Jeevan Main Ek Sitara Tha
Maana Vah Behad Pyara Tha
Vah Doob Gaya To Doob Gaya
Ambar Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Iskay Taare Toote
Kitne Iskay Pyare Choote
Jo Choot Gaye Fir Kahan Mile
Par Bolo Toote Taaron Par
Kab Ambar Shok Manata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
Jeevan Main Vah Tha Ek Kusum
They Us Par Nitya Nichavar Tum
Vah Sookh Gaya TO Sookh Gaya
Madhuvan Ki Chaati Ko Dekho
Sookhi Kitni Iski Kaliyan
Murjhaayi Kitni ballriyan
Jo Murjhayi Woh Fir Kahan Khili
Par Bolo Sookhe Phoolon Par
Kab Madhuban Shor Machata hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Bat Gayi
jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Man De Daala Tha
Wah Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Main Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalo Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
Mridu Mitti Kay Hain Bane Hue
Madhu Ghoot Phoota Hi Kartay Hain
Laghu Jeevan Lekar Aaye Hain
Pyale Toota Hi Karte Hain
Fir Bhi Madiralaya Kay Andar
Madhu Kay Ghat Hai Madhu Pyale Hain
Jo Madakta Kay Maare Hain
Vey Madhu Loota Hi Kartay Hain
Va Kachcha Peene Wala Hai
Jiski Mamta Ghat Pyalon Par
Jo Sachchey Madhu Sey Jala Hua
Kab Rota Hai Chillata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
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