a song for my life

Henry Mancini is my favorite composer. I grew up listening to his compositions and even today, when I feel low or when I seek inspiration, I listen to him. It's amazing how a particular tune or song can take your mind on a visual trip across your life. Mine takes me to a time when tablets and mobile phones never existed. We had LPs to listen to and holidays that included real outdoor activities. Carefree days spent wearing Bata slippers which were as durable as the pebbles you tossed in rain puddles on the street. I see kids in India today and I feel sad. For them. They will never know what it's like to be carefree and stress-free. To have a life that isn't about the latest gadgets and latest fashion. To constantly compete with kids as confused as you. There is always a competition but the competitors seldom know what they are competing for. Who defined the results? Who defined the race? Who decides what makes one happy? Shouldn't your mind and heart decide that? Isn't that what life means? As I listen to a song for every phase in my life, I am transported to a life of joy and satisfaction. Of course, there have been times when I wished I was someone else, yet had no choice but to wake up to the reality of being me. In the end, you are you. And in reality,you get to be only you. So might as well make the most of it then right?