Uncertainty

The only thing which is ‘constant’ is ‘change’; they say. Only thing ‘certain’ is ‘uncertainty’ would be a definite corollary; and I am a living witness of that. I have seen so many certainties bubble into a vicious uncertainty that I am no longer certain of my faith in the certainty of anything on this earth being certain. ( [sigh] What on earth made me write the last sentence)

Uncertainty can hit you in various forms. The most popular of all being - “The unexpected uncertainty”. This form is when you are certain that something would happen and suddenly the bubble bursts. All you can do after this is spread your eyes and open your mouth in awe. You can’t believe that something which looked so certain that you actually felt and ‘celebrated’ it’s happening, is no longer there. You curse the reasons and you hate the factors which led to such a painful transition. But, there is nothing else you can do. You have to accept it, with a broken heart and a bruised soul.

The second one, which according to me is a bit less ‘heart rendering’, is “The unknown uncertainty”. This is the case when the outcome of something is unknown or hazy. You have done your bit, but you don’t know what will hit you in return. You are certain of some parts of the result, but in totality, the outcome still evades you. You just wait, as if staring in dark and waiting for something to emerge; something which no one knows. This uncertainty sometimes makes the whole gestation period interesting. All you have with you is a ‘pregnant’ silence or in some cases a ‘pregnant situation’. You never know what will come out.

Human mind has devised a very good cure for all the wounds the heart receives – God. Here are a couple of statements I often hear people saying, when hit hard by uncertainties

• Whatever happens is God’s will.
• Whatever happens; happens for the best.
• God opens two doors when he closes one.

Blah blah blah …

God has done whatever he wanted to. What about the scar the heart will have once the wound is healed by God’s cure? That scar, that pain, and a hidden sense of regret, which we deliberately overlook for some pseudo-happiness, will never ever go.