Uncertainty , chaos and confusion..

Most of us are dissuaded by their mere existence in any minuscule form. Mere absence of predictable events and order seem to drive us nuts and set us on a frenzy. What we do not realize in all the confusion is that it is a brilliant opportunity to seek the order we crave for.

An opportunity to do something..
An opportunity to learn..
An opportunity to seek..
An opportunity to co-operate..
And much more..

I am reminded of a quote I had come across recently.

If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties. - Bacon, Francis

It is paradoxical in way certainty seems to pave the way by its mere absence and lo, what a blissful journey it would be for it would be eventful.

My mother insists it is not good to have any unfinished jobs lying around and it should be done with all the might!

Hmmm, I have a grossly undone job lying around for a long time - That is my unfinished childhood.

Oh I had a lot of fun as a child. Lets not mistake that statement. But I guess one is never satisfied of something that one loves more than anything else and considers precious. I guess my childhood or rather anyone's childhood is so.

I don't think I am over the business of being innocent - I guess I never got enough of it. That is unfinished business #1.

I don't think I got enough of the carefree moments - I don't remember the last time I had been so. That is unfinished business #2.

The moments I savor dreaming of the impossible and outlandish things are moments of ultimate freedom. How is that for unfinished business #3?

Being a childlike in the manner that parents have no complaint about..

Finding truths by observation - the ubiquitous curiosity about everything I saw and the incessant string of questions of whats, whys and hows and why not's.. The learning acquired thus..

The art of enjoying very simple things like rain, butterflies in flight, the beauty of the sky and trying to make images of random arrangement of clouds, try to find the rabbit in the image of the moon..

Breaking into a genuine heart felt smile when I run into someone I know - even remotely and at times even strangers..

Getting up each time after a fall as if nothing was ever wrong.. The supple mind which I seem to have lost along the way or did not develop into a form that would fit my adult life

The readiness in apologizing..

The short-term memory of forgiving the negatives..

The sheer energy..

The art of sleeping the moment I hit the pillows, dreaming of kings, queens and super heroes..

And many more..

I believe that I am not fully satisfied with what I have developed as an adult. If Life was like a career path, may be, I should resign from my adulthood and get myself demoted to childhood, develop these faculties completely so that I don't again shed them.

(Oh, let me not accumulate anymore unfinished business in life)