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Resplendent Cattywampus

Roughly conveys the meaning of ‘brilliant, sparkling disarray’.

Now that is at the face of it, the sole outcome of letting life just steer itself down whatever course it wills. Apparently, flying with one’s hands free, on autopilot comes at a steep price.

But, let me tell you, living life as it comes has a HUGE plus side. It ensures that regardless of what my next door neighbour may say about my unruly shenanigans, I will have at the end of the day truly lived every moment that the day had to offer. Every single moment – to the fullest.

Not that a day should be spent meaninglessly doing nothing in particular. The day should be spent doing as many things as possible, as well as possible. And most importantly, doing those things that one truly loves doing.

So, that ideal, so resplendent, promising and inviting, calls out to one and all I’m sure. To live a day, to cherish and drink in the wonder of every given moment that passes by and to feel fully satisfied with everything done during the day is pretty much that one  thing that has eluded me since the I was old enough to know that’s what I really want. Somehow the very idea of being able to exist as that ideal creates this astonishingly brilliant image, and I’m afraid that if I open my eyes to look, the pure white light will blind me.

Well, when all had been said about the ideal life, I tried to get it done too. Sadly,  I was broken to find that it really didn’t work the way I felt it should or the way it does in a dream.

My life pretty much slipped out of control. I was doing everything that I’d ever dreamt of, or at least the evil forces of the world had me believing that everything I was doing was everything I’d ever dreamt of. But in actuality, all hell had broken loose and I had shards of my life lying scattered all about me in utter disarray.

As inviting as it had all seemed, it turned out that such designs in  life were only meant for the higher, more evolved, controlled ones who could find it in them to both practice and preach. In trying to live each moment I found it so easy to lose sight of the future…my future. It was so easy to just remain suspended in time, at that moment, to imagine that that was the only moment I ever had to live and just keep drinking in its essence and beauty.

But alas, clocks ticked on and alarm bells rang, and as the hours passed me by all I was left with was tonnes of work to be done and so much else undone, albeit accompanied by a glorious memory or two, but I had to choose… which was worth more? Hundreds of decent, enjoyable memories or just a couple of amazing, breathtakingly exquisite ones followed by ages of pain and labour?

I tried living life as it came by,and  it didn’t really feel that great. I didn’t like the after taste it left. Bitter-sweet and sour.

What I had was a glimpse of brilliance, almost blinded eyes, and no grip over the future. It was all mayhem. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t hear, I didn’t  know.

I could close my eyes and remember the light I’d once seen.

I swore to strive to get there…to the stage where I could truly let my life steer itself and know for sure that it was going down the path that was best for me, to know that I would not lose control even in face of the strongest winds regardless of whether or not I stood at the wheel, whether or not I steered.

But at that moment, surrounding me was nothing but sparkling debris of magnificence that was once whole.

Resplendent Cattywampus


I Want To

  1. Learn to dance without tripping over my own feet, learn to swim better, and not look like a fish that lost its fins.
  2. Start doing things I know I’m good at without thinking about others, how good they might be or what they might think.
  3.  Get over my lowly fear of tests and auditions, actually of not getting selected.
  4. Publish a research on Muscular Dystrophy while in med school.
  5. Perform Brutus and Antony back to back, and not lose character.
  6. Learn Japanese, French and German in the next ten years.
  7. Learn to play Western Classical music on the violin, ideally the piano, but I don’t see that happening.
  8. Be head of an administrative body.
  9. Run a marathon. At least once.
  10. Visit Old Trafford and watch a Wimbledon final with prime seats at Centre Court. ( Basically to be able to afford that.)
  11. Publish a book… Something fictitious but you know, something true.
  12. Do something for someone (this one’s not actually as vague as it sounds…).
  13. Keep my cool in an emergency and save a life.
  14. Say to someone that line from Jerry McGuire. 😉 Yeah, I know… dream much.
  15. Tell a story without boring myself.
  16. Build and fly a kite.
  17. Write a comic strip, and publish it in a weekly.
  18. Let a trace of grace into my being.
  19. Well, of course, get rich.
  20. Visit 221B Baker Street.
  21. Solve a medical mystery.
  22. Not shut myself off when I’m stressed.
  23. Become open to suggestions, become more patient, be more decisive.
  24. Work 24×7. My work must help people live, come back from the brink of death.
  25. Be Chief. Of Medicine at a big big hospital. Hold my own. Know I’m right. But basically, be the Chief, win awards as chief.
  26. Cycle through Spain and Italy. Drive around Sweden. Spend a summer in the Alps. Ski, and eat a lot of actual homemade Swiss chocolate and cheese. Take a road trip through the hills and vales of Scotland, feel the gloom of the moors, shake hands or paws or whatever with the Loch Ness Monster 😀
  27. Drive through the streets of London in a Bentley. Own a Jag.
  28. Be my own ideal person….someday.
  29. Make my parents so proud, so proud I don’t want that their pride can be measured or expressed in words. I want to be able to look them in the eye and just know…that its there, and in a measure they never imagined in their wildest dreams.
  30. Accomplish all of the above.

The list may change with time, some more may get added, some removed, some ticked off, some just discarded, but no matter what happens in the future, as of today, to me, this the stuff my dreams are made of. 

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