Sometimes I catch myself thinking life’s movie is already done. Like the best scenes — the ones worth remembering — have already played.
The first job. The first paycheck. Those nights with friends when time didn’t matter.
It’s easy to romanticize all of that. To keep replaying it like an old favorite film.
But maybe I’ve been acting like the credits are rolling.
Like the highlight scenes are over and what’s left is just me, sitting here, waiting for something else.And while I’m busy staring at the old scenes in my head, I forget to notice what’s happening right now — the small wins, the quiet growth that doesn’t scream for attention.
I don’t believe that anymore.
Because if movies have taught me anything, it’s this:
Picture abhi baaki hai, mere dost.
The film isn’t over yet.
Life doesn’t work like movies anyway — there’s no dramatic background score when something big is about to happen. The best moments? They sneak in quietly.
They happen in random rooms.
With people you haven’t even met yet.In versions of yourself you haven’t grown into yet.
I used to think my peak scene was leaving the small town I grew up in.
Then I thought it was landing my first freelance client. Then I thought it was releasing that side project that finally took off.
Every time I thought, “This is the climax,” life gave me another twist. Something softer. Or wilder. Or better than I could’ve scripted.
Maybe the best scene is just me, late at night, working on something I love so much I forget to check the time.
Or waking up and actually feeling excited for the day.
Or realizing I’ve finally made peace with who I am.
Or even the way my coffee tastes when I’m building something that matters to me.
So no, I don’t want to keep rewinding the old scenes.
I want to stay in the story. I want to keep watching, keep living, keep being surprised.
Because somewhere ahead, there’s a scene waiting for me that will make every frame before it feel worth it. Maybe it won’t be loud. Maybe it won’t be flashy. But it will be mine.
And when that moment arrives, I’ll know.
I’ll be right there, fully present, heart open.
Because the movie’s not over —
the best part is still being written.
