Those dancing feet could be theirs

If you dance in the rain, you ought to get wet. You cannot do something and not bear it's consequence. I have seen this in my own life. Yes, my very life has been testimonial to the words I speak tonight. It's very easy to comment upon something, to say what is good to be done but to do it is difficult. That is very difficult, indeed. Life, according to me, is not about being good or bad. It never has been so. Life is all about change. That's the only constant thing in all our lives. We constantly become different persons, sometimes so different that we can't even unite ourselves to the person we were before. And we become different and thereby evolve as more matured and prudent by virtue of the choices we make in life.
Life, actually, is all a matter of choices, a hierarchy of priorities. It's very easy to dub someone wrong when their priorities don't match with our's bit one must not forget that we might never understand a person completely unless we have put us in their shoes and walked around for a while. No choice can be deemed as an absolute correct or wrong one. In fact, there is nothing absolute anyway, except maybe the speed of light or Planck's constant. Every decision we take just carries us a little further to another decision, to another choice, to another priority. And in each one of them, there is one moment of decision. It's those decisions which shape our destiny and our choices which make u unique. 

Think what Neerja Bhanot's life could had been if she slid down the emergency door of Flight  Pan Am Flight 73 the night it was hijacked. She was the one to open that door and she could had been he first to make it alive out of that plane but she did not. She chose to stay back and prioritised evacuating the plane and safeguarding the passengers at the risk of her own life. The rest is history. When her body came wrapped up in the Indian tricolour, her mother stood proud at the sacrifice of her young Laddo. But do you think that her pride could lessen the weight of pain that flooded her heart? Did any of the bravery awards conferred to Neerja ever fill the emptiness that stayed in her mother's heart forever? No, it didn't and no comfort on this world can bring down the pain of a mother who has lost her child. Now, sit back and think what could have happened if she did not make that choice that day? Nothing, she would had led a happy life, celebrated her 23rd birthday, marry the man who had proposed marriage to her and forget that night as a bad dream. Life could had been so easy for her and more than easy, pathetically normal like the rest of our's. But, no situation is one sided. If she took the emergency door first that night, a lot of people who made out alive from their death knell would had died. She could had lived a long life instead of a historical one. She made a choice and her choice made her immortal in the pages of history. 

Earlier, I thought that the best things in the world are free but now I know it, everything comes with a price. And beautiful and valuable ones come with them a risk of losing them. The question is not what you want but what you are ready to lose to get what you want.
I remember that we read in The Merchant Of Venice in Class 9 that things are better chased than enjoyed. It has got a valid point. We only realize the worth of things when they are no longer in our possession, we having lost them to miscommunicated feelings or neglect or time or distance. There are contraries and exceptions in each case. The only irreversible change comes with death. All other heartbreaks are repairable. All other losses are replaceable because all other partings are either voluntary or gradually acceptable. 

Talking about pain, I really don't know about that word a lot yet. The only thing I know about pain is that It is hugely variable. I, having been born in a middle class family where my parents don't have to think about the food they have to feed me the next morning, consider myself extremely fortunate to have been blessed with a lot of luxuries and comforts in life which 70% of the population in my country aren't even entitled to. I have been born in a Hindu family, educated in an English medium convent school and I have been taught everyday that knowledge is the key to freedom. Ignorance is pathetic as also, the main reason behind every bigotism and racism. Knowledge unites, breaks all barriers of religion, myths of races and allows individuals to grow tolerant, if not compassionate to their fellow human beings. 

The sole aim to write such a long essay is to tell people out there that if you're wearing branded clothes and eating in expensive foodcourts, studying in ADAMAS s or clicking selfies in IPhone, then you are far above the common strata of India.
And you have been placed at this position by no merit of yours( if you do not take credit of choosing the right parents before taking birth before being born) and the least you or I or anyone of us can do is to put the opportunities we have, to use. You have the luxury of choice. So, please make sure that you choose diligently. And lastly, please do remember that Life needs to be large, not long.