“We are responsible for the effort, not the outcome,”
It is neither all revelry, nor all sorrows
Life is a heady, enthralling convergence of two .
Zindagi is a book we read but never understand. Zindagi is a tongue we never learnt but speak perfectly well. Zindagi is a poem we don’t remember but can write a dissertation about. Zindagi is a dissertation that we never bother to read, but can give an erudite, well informed presentation about. Zindagi is the song we don’t remember the lyrics of, but can hum its tune in our sleep.
Zindagi is a bundle of notes from our literature class that made perfect sense at the time, but have become incomprehensible ever since.
Zindagi is our Grandma’s favorite bedtime story that we enjoyed but never understood, until we grew up. Zindagi is a mathematical equation we could never solve, until one day when we suddenly could.
Zindagi is a nursery rhyme we want to dance to again. Zindagi is the Ed Sheeran number we are dancing to right now.
Zindagi is the fairytale we read to our kids every night. Zindagi is the dusty album we hide in the attic and burn in the backyard, so that our kids never find it. Zindagi is the photo collage we display in our living room. Zindagi is the forgotten black and white photograph that stays hidden in a diary. Zindagi is the novel we write, and the journal we hide.
