The Probability called Life

It was one long day before I went to sleep. Just before going to bed I started thinking the chances of me getting up early next morning. That was it, it struck me then and there itself that the chances of me doing anything, and if doing it then the chances of me getting the results at the end of it is not only based on what I am planning to do, or am doing, but also on the probability of life.

The principle of probability of life is simple and straight. When ever we are doing anything, or how we try to act about it, we are doing nothing but just playing with the probability. In simple and shorter terms, life is nothing but a probability. If we look around, everything sensed is having equal probability of not having there.

For a small boy, this probability lies in whether he would learn to talk, walk, and learn like a normal person or not. This should be noted that we define what is normal, thus the chances of it being the real normal also vary based on the situation. Everything we do is a probability we are playing with. Whether it is a student giving an examination, or a man going and asking a woman out, or for that case vice versa, we all play with it.

It is not that by saying it is a probability; we can run away from the consequences of what we do. What I mean is, though the chances play a good role, it is not the only part of the game called life. The best part of it is, though it for sure that we have to play this game by the probability, we are also given the freedom to define our own set of rules for it. What is good for you is not necessarily good for others, but since everyone is given this authority to decide his/her own standards, everyone has his/her own probability of getting things done at the end.

I just happen to run into a case where two individuals, very good friends of each other, suddenly face a situation in their lives. Both had plain and simple principles, but the thin line defining what is normal and accepted and what is not, didn’t match for these two individuals as it was at different locations. Being good friends to both of them, but having my allegiances well defined, the whole situation put me in a spot of bother as I knew as both of them played with their own probability, the chances of level of acceptance can not necessarily be the same. I am really not sure what would be outcome of this whole episode is going to be; it has really strengthened my adherence in this principle.

Well trying to figure out what is right and what is not; what is real and what is not; but by trying to figure out a method to get lives of me and friends back on track, I am back in the game with my own rules, and I’ll make sure that though the probability of me getting a great result for the group might be difficult, but is not that far off.