After 9250 days of my being into this life, I have begun to ponder upon the question that has bothered me the most of the days, pretty seriously this time, and I hope I can get an answer out of myself if I keep talking to you.

Life – Is it just a biological outcome of two other lives, genetic conglomerate of wanted and unwanted characteristics? or are we much much more than what we are born with?

To answer your unasked question, on why this has to be a question in the first place, we are what we are, and we will be what we are meant to be – Humans – they are always all ears on a different way of looking at their life, something that can give them purpose, a meaning as to why everything is the way it is, and will it always be something that they cannot really control. The slightest sight of power over one’s lives, gives one’s thoughts of getting it a push they can’t control. It is human nature, to prevail if they can, to conquer if they can, to own if they can, to be everything if they can.

Coming back to life, and all the decoding of it. Life – for most is a leisure. They don’t really get why they have it in the first place, until it is taken away from them. That is the moment it becomes a necessity. For humans – they are unintelligible beings claiming to be intelligent for ages, yet trying to figure out the why’s and how’s. At least they’re trying, you’ll say. Is it what it is? Trying? Trial and Error? You learn at every point of time, people, surroundings , emotions. At least that gives a perception of you being in control. You own your mistakes, failures and you conclude that maybe everything was indeed in your control and you left it a mess, was it?

There have been instances, in my life where I tried to be in control but still it was not. Is the acceptance of not being in control, truly a control of your life? I’m sure it liberates you from the thoughts – like these and helps you to move on with the materialistic or un-revealed obvious necessities but the question still remains, are you really in control of your lives.

For a perfect encryption, though nothing really is perfect, you need to have two keys – public and private. The public key encrypts the data and the private key is used to decrypt it. In the case of life – we seem to have our lives encrypted for sure but the private key is overshadowed by your urge to use the public one. The urge to be like someone else, to be something that is already existing, to be someone you envy, to be somewhere you fantasize. The private key lies inside of yourself, and maybe this is the reason why most people don’t figure out what it is that they want, what they really are.

We have come near to conclusion but the question remains, is it the conclusion that I just made up so that I can put my thoughts to rest for now? Did I even convince you into this? Is it true? Does that mean that I am in control of the interpretation of my thoughts, yet not in control of when to have them. That again brings me back to the question I asked – are we really just a part of the mess of genes, being carried forward without control, just a mess and nothing else?

Well it does not really make sense every time but will talk again – because this right here the conversation between you and me makes sense, even if life doesn’t.