Compunction; a matter of the past.


We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become an everlasting part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it’s like chasing clouds.




Regrets. A sensation such experienced by the moral mind which allows the individual to perceive themselves to have done some things differently in the past, mostly for the better. We all regret on missing out on instances in life to do things the way our hearts longed for but end up following our minds. Regrets resemble the undying flames of self-inflicting mental pain. People feel remorseful at every particular juncture of their physical lives. The concerned situation that generates such urges varies from lost love and friendship to almost anything as trivial as a careless mistake in one of your exams in school. Humans, at the end, always regret what they could not become; as an individual.

Our past works like a satire that keeps ringing inside the walls of our heads. Each and every memory of our past that invokes a sense of nostalgia in us becomes an incident that we are proud of experiencing. Regrets come into play when you wish you had lived the scenario with a completely different outlook. Life always gives us the option- to choose the prize behind door one or the luxury car behind door two. The car is the obvious choice for most of us as we prefer surety and assurance over risk. It is when we avoid doing such risky business that we start regretting. We, as humans, are cursed for eternity to always think the grass is greener on the other side. From my experiences, I know for a fact that it is green all the way.

No human being is perfect. All of us come to such instances in life where we really are unaware of what our next move should be. To top it all of, such instances present themselves with impeccable accuracy to leave us dumbstruck and confused. Mistakes become the part and parcel of the decisions we take at this point. In case one amongst us did take a brilliant decision at that scenario, which allowed him/her to not look back and regret at all, well, all I could really say to them is kudos for a decision well taken. To the common folks like us, who took the path of regretting the decision, never fall down. Cowering under the mask of fake smiles is not the strongest way to live a life full of regrets. One must learn to accept the mistakes and ungrazed paths they took to reach the state they are in now. If we did not do those mistakes then, we would not have been the individual we are today.

Experiencing life in its prime is a feeling worth living for. We transform from the innocent toddlers we once were, to wise men and women of today. In this path of self-realization, we fall across so many divides and roadblocks. We regret on things unsaid, undid, and unacknowledged to people we hold close to our lives. Looking back into one’s past should always be a drive of ecstasy, of the times, forgotten, of the friends you miss, and of the life that has kept you alive. It is said wisely to look back and laugh at your past, but never to cry in anguish.

Having reached the quarter to a century, I can vouch for myself when I say to chuck regrets and move on with the day. Regrets just always slow down the tempo of the life we regret living. People need a light to shine the path to illumination, to the shrine of no regrets. Yes, it exists. A state of complete freedom where we, each as an individual, has the ability to live in the present, one day at a time. Someday what we regret is what becomes of us. It might drive us to that place in the stars, or to the oblivion. We are a life system programme which requires inputs like love, emotions, and intimacy to generate outputs of regrets, guilt, and elation.

I dedicate this post to the people I have lost, I have missed, I have loved, I have hated, and I have kept. Thanks for making me realize how full of flavours each of our lives are and also how monotonous and mundane it would be without every single face that breathes in this planet. Every single second. Life is short, so go ahead and tell your friends how much they mean to you, tell your enemies to stay the hell away from you, and tell your family no matter what happens they can count on you. Yesterday is history, today is life, tomorrow is existential.


The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd – The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.





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