Four-minute mile

There exist a wide gap between incapability and impossibility but unfortunately we will get confuse with both of them. Certainly some things are impossible ones, if I say man cannot live an eternal life you cannot argue on this because it is impossible, it is fact, and no one denies it. If I say it’s impossible for men to fly in sky you won’t simply accepts this, because you know what sky-diving is. It is incapability to not-to-fly not impossible to not-to-fly.

 It takes one man to make world realize that incapability was mistaken with impossibility and the moment world realizes, it accepts the fact and lives with that. Incapability is not really a fact-word it’s just a mind-word. Saying you are incapable to do something means it’s simply their presupposition on your capability and you are the one who really knows whether you can do it or not. Fortunately most often incapable ones are really capable ones, this is because nature has given us beautiful capability called adaptability and this is also a reason why we human beings still surviving on this earth.

Before 50's it was believed that it is impossible to run a mile in 4min. The experts who well studied about human body declared that human beings are not capable to run a mile in 4min, if anyone does so then he will suffer with great pain of breathing and ultimately die with burst of lungs. Feared with this thought no man ever tried to run a mile in 4min and this belief went on for thousands years until 1954. In 1954 a man named Roger Bannister ran a mile in 3min 59seconds and showed the world that it’s not only possible to run but there is also no danger in running a mile in 4min and within a year of his record 20 more persons broke the 4-minute mark and now it is like almost all Olympic participators achieve this time.

Reaching the moon, reaching to the bottom of ocean, discovery of plane are all falls in this category…

So what? you may ask..

Ummm..… I don’t know... I just said what I had in mind…

THE JOY OF BEING ALIVE

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans. - John Lennon

If you are going through hell, keep going. - Winston Churchill

What is a glass of water to a man who is very thirsty?

What is a spoonful of sugar to a man who has tasted bitter things?

What is a simple ordinary day for a man who has faced death?

Cancer, regardless of its type, stage, or age it strikes, carries the fear of mortality. One of my early doctors (not someone I would consider truly qualified) told my parents, "Your son won't live for much longer, maybe six months." While I felt frustrated at that moment, I was determined to prove them wrong. Here I am, more than six months after my cancer diagnosis, still on the same Earth (not beneath it), continuing living, and enjoying life better than ever before. To achieve this, I battled my greatest enemy, enduring all the pain that came my way, without dwelling too much on the outcomes. Over the past six months, you may have experienced normal or even great times in your life: your first job, your first trip abroad, your first date, your first kiss, a happy marriage, or entering a prestigious college. However, for me, those days were nothing short of hell.

Life itself is a battle, a struggle, a blend of sorrows and happiness; no one is exempt from this truth. In the past eight months, I've heard the word "cancer" more times than I've heard my own name in the last 22 years. I've encountered numerous difficulties, faced mental turmoil, and endured excruciating physical pain. All of this led me to appreciate my life and reflect on how strong and resilient I am. There were times when I vomited throughout the day, rendering me unable to take a single bite of food. The feeling of nausea was so intense that the mere mention of food made me retch. I spent weeks lying reluctantly in a hospital bed, enduring chemo drugs entering my body through my veins, drop by drop, while I watched them with a mix of wonder and dread. Looking back, I can't help but ask myself, "Was that really me who went through those situations? Where did I find all that strength?"

This journey has taught me one thing: as human beings, we possess tremendous potential, yet we often fail to recognize it. Instead, we fret over trivial matters, convinced that our problems are insurmountable. Let me clarify, I'm not suggesting that cancer is the only problem or that your worries are insignificant. What I am saying is that no matter how dire your circumstances or how monumental your problems may appear, you are ALIVE. Find happiness in that fact. Right now, there are people in hospitals enduring immense pain, fighting each moment against death. Remember them.

The privilege of being alive is a cause for joy. If you find yourself disagreeing with this sentiment, I respectfully propose that your resistance doesn't arise from the falseness of the statement, but rather from your own forgetfulness or denial of the underlying truth it conveys. I'm not implying that I will be happy every second for the rest of my life. There will be moments of frustration; unfortunately, these moments have persisted even after being discharged from the hospital. This is because external factors can sometimes make you sad, and the people around you can also contribute to that feeling. However, when frustration strikes, try placing your hand over your heart and feeling it beat. Isn't that reason enough for celebration? Reflect on it. This is what I do when frustration sets in, because I have tasted death.

Do not let the hero within your soul perish...

Evil wins when good men walk away

Evil triumphs when good men do nothing

Where were you and where was I

When for help young children cried?

Where were you and where was I

When they set this world alight?

How could we not realize?

There must be a reason why,

Wise men say,

Evil wins when good men walk away.

Don’t you talk of history?

What was then will never be,

Time has moved on, life has changed.

Now we just won’t let this be

Every wrong will now be right. 

Won’t forget the reason why,

Wise men say,

Evil wins when good men walk away.

-Sanjay Kapil (Eternal flames)