When I see youths, especially students, playing away their
time, wasting their energy and ruining their only opportunity to make a
difference in life with reckless passion, i can’t but shed secret tears. I fear
the inevitable future ahead of them: life of misery, wanton poverty and
infinite regret.
To say the least, God has been generous, impartial and
merciful to us for giving us equal platform to begin life race. Every man has
got a pair of legs, a pair of hands, a pair of eyes, one head, 24 hours per day
and the right of choice. Therefore, if you fail, it’s your choice and your
fault; if you succeed, it is your choice also.
The scenario is often like this. As a child, he looks
forward to his youth with painful pleasure, nursing secretly his wild dream to
conquer, rule and influence his world. Eventually, he becomes a youth faced
with the strange and bitter miracle of life and the right of choice; choice of
whom he wants to be and what he wants out of life, choice of success or
failure, misery or happiness, wealth or poverty. Usually, but unfortunately, he
is cornered by the serpent, self doubt and fear and so joins the crowd; the
reckless, unprofitable, wayward and visionless crowd. He loses focus and the
opportunity of a lifetime of fulfilment, bliss and peace slips away forever.
Again as an adult, he is faced with the reality of his
fruitless end and he looks back with infinite tears and regrets, wishing for an
opportunity to relive his youth again. He realises that once he has everything
but uses nothing; once he has the world on his fingertip but fails to conquer
and once he is so talented and energetic but mad and lost. A bitter memory he
must lament till the dying light dies.
