These are the words that meshed through my consciousness when I dropped the phone after speaking to a dear old cousin…
As I got off the DLR at Canary Wharf, I sat on the platform perplexed and wept internally, whilst workers of all sorts were rushing past, to get into their offices on time ( I guess they don’t want some ‘snooty’ manager telling them off for being five minutes late past the hour). That’s the joy of the
‘rat race’ innit – you spend so much on transport fare only for the constant delays of trains to impact your closely-guided punctuality records. Oh dear! I hope it doesn’t affect your bonus next February mate!
Life happens to us all is a familiar phrase we usually utter when confronted by difficulties that others are bearing, we drew from our own experiences to comfort them by assuring that things will get better. We regimentally say that there is light at the end of the tunnel. Is there really?
Of course, no one can really navigate the journey of life without some challenges. We all want to live and lead our lives in peace and in tranquility without punctures on the odyssey of life. As we have now realised, that there are no guarantees – there is no security (be it at work, or at home or in society at large) that cannot be breached. This reveals that ‘Life is indeed Fragile’.
I will stop here as I ponder my next move in the
chess game of life.
In the meantime, I will implore you to reach out to your loved ones on this beautiful and blessed Sunday morning.
Have a nice Sunday! Thanks for reading.