‘Construction of life’, I would put it as making such a structure out of the parameters of time such that we do justice to the ultimate creation of nature ‘Human Beings’. But how are we supposed to construct our life? Where is the design? Where are the materials? And of course where is the plot? The beer had worked and like always, the neurons that carried philosophical thoughts were running in my mind. I have always loved this connection between alcohol and our body. Damn, how does it trigger every hidden part of us? Not in an attempt to get lost but to search answers to my questions I walked into the darkness. However hard I try, I just can’t live life without trying to figure it out. Probably it is inside my system to think, to reason and at least try to understand things around me. Things that have already occurred to me or perhaps things that are occurring right now, or may be things that is yet to occur. Understanding all these things might help me to find answers to my questions. “Twenty years” my age or a span of time that describes my existence or probably an account number where I have deposited some wonderful memories, experiences and above all some amazing relationships. Whatever it might be, this measure of time holds in it everything that makes me, the person I am today. Everything I think, each decision I make, every person I love, each one I hate is the consequence of my experiences and the lessons I have learned from life. This philosophy makes me believe that a portray of a person cannot be made on the basis of his look, religion or his financial situation. The distance of time that each of us have travelled ultimately carves out our personality, our identity. Hence in the quest to discover mine I close my eyes to travel that distance in the form of memories. I remember my childhood, the warmth of my mother’s lap, that utmost feeling of security on my father’s arm and obviously the incredible view from his shoulder. Our fundamental perception gives the title of god to our parents .It is not just because they made our existence possible but also because it was they who decorated our innocence and shaped our behaviours, preparing us for the mysterious world ahead. Today I realise that the warmth of my mother’s lap wanted to teach me a lesson that this universe flows in a river of love, friendship and a bond of affection starting it’s course right from there. My father’s arm wanted to teach me the lesson of faith and his shoulder wanted me to vision things ahead, it taught me to dream. The wheels of time revolved making me to enter teenage. My world changed from the shadow of my parents to the unknown darkness; the darkness that was in the form of bad company, a shit like environment, confusions, carelessness, misunderstandings, stubbornness etc. But sometimes later I could see the dawn. I met friends, I fell in love (or was probably just a crush), I started dreaming, visioning, analysing and hence forth believing that there will be sunshine. I often wonder why each one of us has to face that darkness. I guess I now have the answer. It’s like you cannot drive a car if you are not allowed to touch the steering and when you are allowed, you cannot drive safely unless you learn all the tricks. It may happen to you that while learning you make mistakes, break rules and end up with accident. A teenager is similar to that amateur driver who is just allowed to touch the steering of a vehicle called ‘life’. He makes mistakes because no one is perfect enough to learn anything overnight. He makes mistakes because he is confused about the road. He breaks the rule because he doesn’t realise how worse the consequences can be. But he never gives up and tries his best because he is passionate about speeding up. I think at this period of time nobody does injustice to their life by making mistakes and breaking rules. They are just the price to learn the most important chapter of life, “Conscience” “Morality”. Having just crossed my teenage here I stand from where, if everything goes well, in a couple of year I will possibly have one of the finest degrees in the world “Bachelor of Technology” so called Engineering. That alcohol triggering my mind makes me ask a question “Do I deserve it? Am I worth a profession on which mankind relies so much?” Frankly speaking I don’t know but I absolutely know that it was my choice and my conscience tells me that I should believe in what I want to do. I remember the lesson of ‘faith’ learned from my father’s arm. And also thanks to that incredible view from his shoulder, i don’t hesitate to dream. Well future certainly is unknown and always unfolds with the command of time. But we do can anticipate it to be better rather than living in a despair thinking how worse it can be. After ending my journey to the past and the future I slowly open my eyes. Gradually seeing things around me I feel as if I have got the answers. I find myself in the place which actually is everything; a hero in the story of time ‘The present’. When we vision things ahead in the future, we are actually designing life ahead. When we look back into the past, we find ourselves gathering materials in the form of knowledge, lessons. Having made the design and having gathered the materials, we start doing the utmost job called ‘The Construction of Life’ in the land called present. Yes the plot for the construction of life is this running time ‘present’ and the materials required are knowledge, lesson of conscience which we get from past. The design is that goal of future, it is in that vision, it is in that dream. Therefore, to construct a heart throbbing structure of life we need to work hard on present with the track of past and the vision of future. If we fulfil all these parameters of time with extreme effort, we then only will do justice to that extraordinary event of universe called ‘Life’.