Jigsaw Puzzle

I've been going through a lot lately. No, seriously! I know that it sounds like a cliche in today's ailing world. Especially if a teenager speaks these words. Yes, the most affected age-group has been the teenagers, I believe. There's depression with ill-gotten class-grades, the ever-increasing anxiety to be successful, meeting the expectations of doting parents. And the Heartbreaks, however flimsy they might be, are heartbreaks still. The ever-expanding urge to "be someone" and the consequent frustration due to the imminent failure.

The Beatles had said " Living is easy with eyes closed.
Misunderstandings all you see.
Its getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me "

Remaining oblivious to life's subtle deception is easy,isn't it? But when you do open your eyes to the world after you've had your own few moments of blissful ignorance, you're misunderstood, you see misunderstandings of degrees that you cannot begin to repair! In this world of razor-sharp competition, it is getting increasingly difficult to be someone in another's life, to be someone in a place we covet to be in, or any way you interpret it. But it does fall back to place; Life - I mean. It all works out in the end. And if,by some twist of fate, it doesn't, then you can only HOPE to remain unaffected. You'll be all too tempted to take a look at your previous efforts- ravaged by defeat, amounting to a mammoth "NOTHING". You'll be tempted to stop right there,take a moment to wallow in self-pity. So, blessed are the ones who don't do all that; those, who " it doesn't matter much" to.

Hell, I can relate this to Rudyard Kipling's snobbish didacticism in "If"!
" if you can meet Triumph and Disaster and treat those two imposters just the same.
...Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken.
And stoop and build 'em up with worn out tools".
It all relates doesn't it?

So I've realized that "If" jigsaws in "Strawberry Fields". Add the assuasive beats of the drum, with words of advice, and do not forget to throw in a sumptuous pinch of gifted singing- and there you have it- " If" within a song. You never realize that poems of worth hide beneath shades of soothing music, do you?

So, as I began, I've been going through a lot lately, and....and.... Well, I guess that's done and dealt with now. I've been taken on a stroll along the beach, with Music - my friend, and I happened to meet Literature- my lover, on the way. So I can turn my eyes away from my "rough patch" with the help of two more cliches: That,in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.

Everything falls back in its right place . And if it doesn't, you can rest assured that it isn't really the end yet.

I think my day's journey is done now, and I'm complacently eager to kick- start Life into action!