Do we miss each other?

After nearly a month, I switched on the television and found the cable connectivity is not coming through. I called up the supplier and set it right and was testing the performance and found in one of the Tamil TV channels the last few scenes of a movie was being telecast. As it was relating to a school situation, where the famous story teller and director Samudrakani ( Thank you Mr. Samudrakani, you always touched some sensitive issues relating to the status of education and have done extremely well!) had played the role of a teacher of a Government school with a poor performance and transformed it. As such, it appears (Sorry, I haven’t seen the full movie) that a senior most teacher who had been working in the same school for several years and has indeed been a roadblock to change, threatened to physically harm him as he found the students friendly with him, listened to him and adored him. Mr.Daya (that is the name of the teacher in the movie) was hurt physically and the students stand up to revenge. But they decide that the best revenge will be to improve their performance in the Board examinations and the school tops in the entire district. At this time, Mr. Daya volunteers for a transfer giving room to his rival (who appears changed) to lead the school. As he walks out of the school, his teacher peers and students tell him “Sir, we will miss you.” Reacting to their sentiments, he turns back with a dialogue which is the central theme of this blog. He asks
“Don’t I miss you? Remember, when you were a child, your parents held your hand. You missed it. You came as a toddler to the school. You had friends. You missed them. You came to the high school. As you walk out, you have to miss each other. You will go to the college. You will miss your childhood. You will go to the office. You will miss your youthful freedom. Life is all about missing something if you want to move ahead.”

How true it is !

On a flashback, we have been missing so many things in our life from time to time. At every juncture, we enjoyed something, we thought missing that will be a pain. But we turned a new leaf. Adopted to a change. And then moved ahead.. and then we missed something.. moved ahead.. and thee story continues.

Every event in life, every moment of life has both pleasure and pain stored in it and life is all about  how we respond to the situation through the pleasure or pain centers of our brain to the situation. What appears as a pleasure at a given point of time, becomes a pain soon and vice versa. Nothing remains permanent.

All our progress is a reflection of the impermanence of things…

All our new relationships are a reflection of the wear and tear of the old!

The process of aging is the reflection of the impermanence of our existence.

On the other side, we suffer when we think our finances are on the decline!

We suffer when we appear to miss something which we apparently love !

We suffer when our fame, glory and positions are challenged..

We suffer when some disagrees or disapprove our point of view.

We suffer when our children live the way they want and not following our footsteps..

We suffer because our children don’t look after us in our old age, as we didn’t look after them when they were young.

We suffer when our newly formed relationships don’t raise to meet our desires, our expectations and our dreams..

All this and more, because we don’t understand impermanence of everything.. that is the Truth..

Once when we understand we have neither pain nor pleasure; we become mute witnesses to the drama of our life and just enjoy every scene. And that is the real happiness.

We never knew each other some years back, and be assured we will miss each other…

We never had a face book, remember over the years we will miss it as it might manifest into newer formats..

If we want to reach the sky, we have to miss the earth…

If we want to reach the stars, we need to miss the Sun…

On the day of my retirement, my colleague who took charge from me asked me an interesting question ( I am sorry, i miss him.. as he is no more) "Sir, what is your message to me?" I told him it is on my table. Below the glass on the table top was the print out which read "THIS TOO WILL PASS" ... 

Hence, introspect, in real terms “Do we miss each other?” or is it just a reflection of our poor understanding our existential realities !