What If...?

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Amidst the cool sea breeze, sitting below the heavenly lights from shining stars, Ahmed was quiet yet his eyes spoke a lot, no one could ever know. The only company he had with him was he himself.

Going back in time, Ahmed studied in 11^th grade in a school. Being bright among his fellow mates, having an eye-catching personality, Ahmed was almost an all-rounder. The only Ahmed did not like about himself was he used to mull over small things. That thing lead him to many advantages but also led to problems in his life as well. Despite of his good gray cells, he was a very humble person and never took anyone as a competitor in his class. Good thing, isn’t it? Well, that was the thing that made him unique.

Appraisals everywhere, Ahmed had in his life that every student wished of.  Every coin has 2 sides and so had Ahmed. Nevertheless he had his skull filled with loads of knowledge; he had a fear of what people would think about him.

He used to attend parties, functions and see people dancing, singing, having fun there. His heart used to freak out for him to dance but he would resist thinking what will others think? What if I end up in making fun of myself? He did not regret it; he didn’t realize that the golden time was slipping away off his hands. He never gathered courage to enjoy at functions.

Years passed by as this continued. He started earning good bucks, got married and lived a happy life.

A day in his life, to his fortune, he met his school friend who had also settle quite in a good way. They went in their flashbacks and remembered the school days. But no sooner did his friend start about the enjoyment, his heart began to hurt.

Few moments spent in nostalgia, they both went to their respective ways. But there was something that was pinching in Ahmed’s heart. What was that?

He ignored it and continued his life. Just a few days had passed when he saw a group of school friends in a restaurant laughing, enjoying and creating memories. A curve of smile came on his face but a pinch in his heart too at the same time, the same pinch that he felt earlier. Ahmed was coming close to what he must have known quite earlier.

He came home, exhausted and exhilarated. Seeing him so, his wife sat near him, and asked if anything was wrong. The paleness on his face, the frustration in his mind, the pain in his eyes, he discussed the “PINCH” with his wife. His wife understood what the problem was. She asked him just one question which he couldn’t answer, yet he got his answer to the question, WHAT WAS THAT PINCH?

He, after dinner, went to the seaside, he kept thinking, “What if I had just danced at the functions and enjoyed? What if I just made myself happy and cheerful? I always thought what others will think and today I am the one regretting, not them. I should have enjoyed, I should have lived that moment.”

He grieved under the blanket of the sky, regret, wanting so badly that the time must reverse but he was helpless. What was gone was gone and never had to come back.

We all have some moments in which we think, “I should have done that.” Do not bring such moments. Instead of saying so, say, “Let us do the stuff and see what happens.” You will enjoy and even if people laugh, think that you did something that brought smile on their face instead of thinking yourself as a fool. They will forget that later but you will remember that thought they laughed, it was so much fun.

The question Ahmed’s wife asked him was, “HOW DO YOU ENJOY LIFE?”

If you are asked the same question, and if your answer is you enjoy by watching T.V., playing PC games, trust me you are not enjoying your life. Make memories, hangout with friends, family. Live, love, enjoy. You may get hurt but the pain is temporary. It doesn’t have the power to ruin your happiness which belongs to you.

Get up, smile. A day without laughter is a day completely wasted. Not even that you do something every day the same and say you are enjoying; don’t live the same day for 75 years and call it a LIFE.

Life is not one big journey but a combination of million small memories and moments and better not to spoil it because of caring about what others think.

So you choose between the two, whether to regret in later years that I shouldn’t have thought of people and have lived my soul out OR to hell with what others think, I am just gonna do what I enjoy?

“Just Do It” is always better than “I Must Have Done It!”