It was almost a very long time since I tried things like these - rappelling, river rafting, trekking, or even some fun filled thrilling rides..
Though I did a bit of trekking in the last month at the wonderful Dovedale hills, Derbyshire... I somewhere had this small fear of some jerks due to loose gravel... I was giving excuses that my shoes was not apt and all that...
But I saw how the teenagers and small kids were so joyfully running and so eager and carelessly making their way to the top... at the same time I saw the adults, although they were enjoying the trail, were being cautious - slow and steady making their way up to top hill...Nevertheless I enjoyed the beauty of nature... the wind and all the serenity...
But why are the kids not scared and what has made us feel this, why this level of fear emotion to this extent?? How have we grown into this?
Yesterday, a similar thing happened...had been the whole day out at this fun rides place called, "Thorpe" park, I was hell excited and they were super impressively scary ... the twists and turns with a mind-blowing velocity, all most all of them testing my nerve...
my neck almost started to ache by the end of the day, coz of me resisting hard against the force of the air - to avoid my neck break, simply coz of the fact that it fires you off so fast that you get to a staggering ~ 80mph in less than 2 seconds and is very much enough to thrill me!!
There were some rides where I had my head bang right to left and upside down and what not.. it was amazing, the rides were more than fantastic...
But I had that pinch of fear every time I tried a ride, though it was fascinating and made me do wooooooo and laugh aloud and scream like my throat ripped off... every time I made my entry into those seats before the take off I had the feeling to quit them and get out of there at once...
Anybody who saw me would make out that I was calculating and preparing myself before I went into the battle field, the war against the velocity,the trajectory motions and the height.. assuming things and telling to myself, ah just one more...
On the contrary, I saw many kids and teens doing it with more fun, zero thinking, no alpha, theta and gamma calculations, they would do the same rides twice - thrice... to just feel the thrilling punch of the air. The kids were just wanting to take the water splash rides and get wet.. they never bothered...where as I was a bit too particular about the splash of water...
While I was in a queue for one of the rides, my thoughts revolved around my past - my childhood and teenage days, I was (and am) so found of all of such thrilling activities, a wanna be daredevil, have always loved the feel of that wicked slip, the thud and the jerk and then all the attempt to maneuvre ...
When we’re young, our whole life is about the pursuit of fun. Then, we grow up and learn to be cautious. We could break a bone or a heart. We look before we leap and sometimes we don’t leap at all because there’s not always someone there to catch us.
And in life, there’s no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?
Why have we stopped living for the moment, we must practice to seize every moment and live it to the fullest, you never know if you will have a tomorrow...
Too much analysis, way too much information, way too much of articulation of all these.. over thinking... everything helps to certain extent, but the ultimatum is, worrying too much never helped anybody... this unconsciously makes us less optimistic.
Just do it to eliminate fear - when you know what you are doing is not a mistake - for the best results and the happier you! "
By then it was my turn to get in to one of the other splendid rides and I did it with no second thought, raced in to grab a seat buckled up and went shot up in the air with all the wooooooo and the unshackled laughter in the sky again, with the twists and turns and head bangs...
It was an amazing experience and a chance to retune... to find a real me within myself! :)
