Walking on thin ice


There are varied types of news. Some appear like a breeze and some like hurricanes. And there is some news that is unpredictable and gives the intensity of an earthquake that shakes the earth underneath our feet.

Just a few days back, our academic director, KM Srivastava came to Kottayam to take us to Malaya Manorama, a reputed Malayalam daily, to make us familiar with the concept of integrated newsrooms. As the day progressed, I realised that he was a true gentleman. He taught us to think beyond the conventional and to see the different sides of everything.  

The next thing we know is that he suffered a heart attack and is no more. It made me aware of the fragile nature of life. The nature of life is such that we are always walking on thin ice. We do not know when it will break and take us inside the icy cold water freezing us to death. 



This forced me to unwind my life. Have I accomplished anything worthwhile in the last 23 years of my life? Alas, I didn’t have an answer.

I realized most of us live life believing that there is always a tomorrow. In short, we never really exploit life. Living life like it is our last day on Earth is hard. Distractions fill our days. To keep temptations and distractions at bay calls for an abundance of willpower and hard work. 

This event inspired me to do the things I constantly dreamed of.  I believe everyone wants to do so many things but it always takes a backseat due to one reason or another. We have become experts in making excuses. We wait our whole life for the auspicious moment, that first day of a month or a year, but we forget that there is no opportune occasion than the present.

Death of an individual, especially a loved one teaches us so many things. It shows us that life on earth is very limited and it depends on us how we manage it. Friends and family members will not be there forever. Hence, we should make an effort to reach out to them from time to time and put our feelings across. Repenting it later is useless. Death teaches us to live life intensely, to enjoy a beautiful conversation, to experience sadness and happiness with full consciousness, to find peace in a child’s smile and beauty in the butterflies. These little details make life pleasant because once we are dead everything ceases to exist.



Location: Kottayam, Kerala, India

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