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Change is

inevitable Divya Pai

itting outside, on a cool Even the nights are gently waning
night, I can hear the into the day, and days are turning to
stream gushing down the nights with every passing moment.
rocks, the cicadas are busy Seasons are changing from summer
Screating music, their tones to winter. Our earth is constantly
rising to reach a crescendo and then moving around the sun. The sun itself
dropping down. The cool breeze is is changing from minute to minute.
gently caressing the leaves swaying So nothing, practically nothing, in
them to and fro. The mist is slowly existence has remained unchanged.
making its way to the mountaintops. Everything is undergoing either a
The tiny crescent moon is playing a slow or a rapid change, but neverthe-
game of hide and seek through the less a change.
clouds. This moment is so beautiful,
so perfect, that I feel a tiny wish in Then why is it that we expect our
my heart, saying if only this could happy moments to stay forever? Our
last forever. life is also like changing seasons,
sometimes sunny, sometimes rainy,
But suddenly I realise, silly me. What sometimes cold and wintry. After all,
can be more absurd than a wish for the only constant aspect of existence
permanence in this ever-changing is change!
existence? But isn't this something
we humans always desire for? That The only way to live is to embrace
our happiness stays forever? this ever-changing aspect of
existence. Only by learning to accept
Looking around me, I try to look for wholeheartedly the change that
something which is constant and each passing moment brings, can we
hasn't changed ever. The stream learn to live each moment. Maybe by
flowing by is ever-changing. The learning to accept change, someday
water that is flowing by is never the we will come face to face with the
same. And as the water weathers divine force behind the change, the
away the rocks, the rocks are constant beneath the continuous
undergoing a very slow transforma- flow of life
tion, but they are changing. The mist
is moving, the clouds are changing
shape. The flowers are blooming
slowly and then withering away. Our
bodies are growing old every second,
even though we are unaware of it.

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2K1 MB BS, T ri v andrum M edical Co lleg e
2K1 MBBS, Trivandrum Medical College