A Journey Called Life
It was a delayed flight—a rather ordinary event in the course of an ordinary day—that gave me the time to reflect. The sight around me was typical of any airport lobby: faces buried in screens, couple of overworked executives busy on their laptops, a few weary heads nodding off, and snatches of conversations filling the air. Among these was a father’s gentle voice explaining to his son that life is like a journey, much like the flight we were about to take. The comparison was simple, even obvious, but it stuck with me. Why do we so often think of life as a journey? This metaphor, at first glance, is instinctive. Life starts at birth and ends at death—one long stretch, seemingly linear, from point A to point B. We speak of careers as journeys, with "journeyman" once being a common term for someone still learning their craft, moving from one stage to another. Life has lot of adjective icons: roadmaps , milestones , break-ups, crossroads , and destinations . But is life really t