Life is Gamble

Life is a Gamble..period.

Like gambling there are many things that are pre-decided before you are born. Your name, religion,parents, economic condition and many more. The day you are born people around you start to influence your thoughts. You start copying. The fun part is you are unaware of all this. You think you are unique in all ways and then one day you behave just like your mother or father. You questions – what if I was born to some other parents, some other country, some other religion?! That comes up as a shock. And why not? So far you kept thinking your destiny is in your hands.

Yes, there are many inspiring stories from rags to riches. They do make you feel good. They fill you with hope but then you think of statistics and it is depressing. Those stories are probably one in a million. I mean- what if I was born in a war torn country like Syria?Would I have had the opportunity to read, write? would I be writing this blog? Or would I be living in a refugee camp wondering when will I get some food. What if I had been born to drug addict parents? I probably would be in foster care, about to become a drug victim myself Or probably in a care home filling my unending quest for love with anger.

I am not saying that people born in war torn regions or to drug addict parents don’t stand a chance of better life. I wish from the bottom of my heart that every child gets opportunities to make his/her life better and I am and will keep making that little contribution towards it. But I know it will be hard, very hard!

Few may think that I must have had a fairy tale life so far. Probably…Depends on who you compare against. Being born in a middle class family in a small town, I had been living in my own little world. I would envy my friends for the things they had and I didn’t. ‘she has her own bedroom’. ‘she goes on a holiday every year. Seeing places’. ‘ he has a car’ ! I wasn’t worried about gun shots. I didn’t know they exist. My father used to say that there are people in this world who don’t have food to eat. I didn’t know what he was talking about. We didn’t have charity advertisements back then. If I understood what he meant, I probably would have stopped fighting with myself. After all I had a decent start in my life. Loving, caring parents, shelter, food, security, education and most importantly freedom.

I don’t think you shouldn’t dream of being richer,brighter or stronger. You must have some objective to your life. Having an objective fills the life with hope and makes the present better. But when you do so remember that life is a Gamble. You can play your best and hope for the best. But the rules are not yours. The control is not in your hands. If you have had a good start in your life the game is on your side. You could loose but the probability of winning is more. Don’t ruin it. If you had a bad start, there is a chance that you might loose. You can still win though but you will have to try harder. You may have to start new games. Controls change, rules change, life changes. Present is the reality. Destiny is the illusion.