It’s damn complicated, yet damn beautiful!

Last time, when did you fail in an exam? You felt cheated? You felt useless? You felt loved? You felt at peace? You parted ways? Painful, beautiful whatever it was; it was as significant as the first time! As the pessimists say, everything comes to an end, the ending must be as blasphemous, if not more, as the beginning.

Life is all about turning chapters. Some are plot introductions, some are full of excitements, some are savage, some are boring, some are heart-breaking, some are mysterious, and there are chapters in fact the most interesting ones, where you feel like what the fuck is happening with me? Is it for real? Or, am I experiencing the most terrible nightmare of my life?

But what happens when you look back? Look back to that ‘one last time’? Did you smile? Or is it too painful? Why is it so important to prepare yourself for that ‘one last time’? Doesn’t the very word ‘last’ sound horrifying? It freaks you out! It’s evil. The last meeting, the last word, the last kiss, the last breath… is there anything positive about last? Please let me know!

The funny part is, the drama around all these ‘last’ scenario! Nobody announces the beginning but the ‘last’ comes with lots of grandeur. Nobody listened to you when you began to say something, but the moment you say, ‘So, here we go, ladies & gentlemen, the last speech of my life!’ everybody is all ears. Humans are in their funniest best when they have nothing to lose. The real, the vulnerable, the raw side of nature comes out at that one last time. Convicted murderer Thomas J. Grasso used his last words to complain about his last meal. He said, “I did not get my Spaghetti-O’s; I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this.” Can you beat it?

Though ‘Last’ has always been negative in that sense. But have you ever thought, that last word came out from your mouth about someone was the most honest. The last hug was the tightest. The last kiss was the most passionate ever! At least, you got to realize it was the last! Edward R. Murrow died while patting his wife’s hand. He said, “Well, Jan, we were lucky at that.”

There is always ‘one last time’moment for us. Before giving up, before losing all hope, before we surrender just think about ‘one last time’. And let it all out without any fear, any inhibition. ‘Coz, you don’t realize where a new beginning can be mistaken as that ‘one last time’!