A Minute Can Change A Life

Today, the world champions World Suicide Prevention Day. It’s definitely a noble cause. Life matters. There are moments where you feel it does not. Each of us have our own notions about life. But we forget that the other person’s life is something we know nothing of. They might be fighting a battle of their own, and our words might not help their fight.

Is Life Worth It?

there’s a chill today,
it goes through my spine,
warm summer outside,
yet I continue to shiver;

feeling so alone now,
a silence that eats me,
the crowd walks past,
yet I hear only silence;

a voice whispers hope,
but there’s much doubt,
past voices on repeat,
each mistake louder,
drowning any whispers.

drowning in doubts,
I ask myself again,
is this really worth it?
must I continue now?

A minute can change a life.

I know that. Looking back in time, I think of someone who was close to me, who is no longer there. He was one who supported me a lot. Even though we drifted apart after school, I was sure he was on his way to success. So it was a shock when the news came that he had taken his own life. I remember taking out old photos and wondering what had changed so quickly. No one had the answers. I had asked myself if it might have been different had he had an ear to hear him out. We often underestimate the power of someone who just listens.

I also had a few moments where I answered that question I had asked myself. When grief and doubt begin to weigh in on you, you don’t really have a way out by yourself. The hope seems far away, and yes, one doubts if life is really worth it. Three things helped push me away from that abyss.

life friendship

“Sitting beside a friend who is hurting might be the best gift we can give.”

The first, and most important, was a listening ear. There were friends who would keep telling me that hope isn’t as far as I thought it to be. They heard my sorrow, and gave my heart some space to fill it with hope. They kept talking through the night, not once letting any evil thought hold my mind hostage. Some suggested what had helped them in the past, told me I was not alone. They forwarded jokes, sent me Sudoku puzzles to do on mail, and even sent songs of prayers that would bring me peace. They did a lot, but it helped me just to know they were near.

“We read to know we’re not alone.” – William Nicholson

The second was reading. One of my friends knew my love for reading. He told me to go back to my favorite books, read them from cover to cover. I did. I had to do it discreetly, given the situation, but it helped. Those happy memories from the past were triggered, and some words stuck in my heart. Two quotes from Albus Dumbledore, from the Harry Potter series, helped more than anything. That’s the reason this series is more close to my heart than any other. The scar of those days remains, but I lived.

Quotes Rowling Life

“Sometimes, only paper will listen to you.”

The third was writing. This blog’s tagline says “I live in words.” That’s metaphorically true. Writing is one of the most cathartic things around. There’s nothing as liberating as putting thoughts on paper and feeling some of the sorrow pour out of your fingertips. Another friend had suggested that I embrace my love for poetry again. The first version of this blog was the outlet that he suggested I create. Many times, I’ve thought of quitting this space and starting afresh. But this space means more to me than any words can express, so I forge on. Home is not a place, it’s a feeling. I feel at home here, where my words are.


A minute can change life. These are three things that have helped me hold on to mine. It might help if you ever feel burdened by things you cannot share with family. I’ve lost friends, and I accept that not everyone is meant to be in my life’s journey all the way. When I see a friend not their usual self, I ask about it. I don’t know what they are going through, and it might not be something they can share with me either. But it’s nice to know there’s a friend around who can give an ear to listen, and if I can be that friend, I will try to be. That saved one life, and it could save another.

Life Will Smile

life is not just a moment,
a moment passes soon,
with them our sorrows,
and our hopelessness too;

ephemeral, like clouds,
the dark ones shall pass,
and blue skies shall return;

silence might soon end,
and happy voices arrive,
and in a bright future,
memories would thrive;

talk of the darkness,
and let it slip into ink,
so more light will shine,
with joy as you think;

there’s hope, oh friend,
much more than pain,
try to believe in that,
that life will smile again.

I am taking My Alexa rank to the next level with Blogchatter. To counter the virus of writer’s block, Bhavs and I have decided to blog on the same theme every Sunday. Today we’re writing on World Suicide Prevention Day.

Liked this? Maybe you can read some of my earlier posts related to : Life | Little Things That Matter.

(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
10th September, 2017)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

6 thoughts on “A Minute Can Change A Life”

  1. Indeed, ending one’s life isn’t worth it. Of course, the importance of the listening ear can never be properly gauged. To do the things we love, when things pull us the other way, takes courage and conviction and that is what it takes to move forward. Great post, Vinay.
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    • Thanks, Sreedeep. 🙂 Conviction, yes. I don’t know if I was courageous to, though. But it has been one of the best choices I’ve made, I feel. So many good things have come my way since then.

  2. This year started with one such moment when a close friend’s sister almost lost her life. It was a shock a learning and a realisation. However, as you mentioned we don’t listen or see the silence change in behaviour which is essential. Societal pressure is not more important than your loved ones for sure.

  3. I recently came across many stories where people mentioned that a casual msg or call from loved one’s stopped them from taking that extreme step and filled them with little hope at-a-time to over come those low moments in life. Indeed! As you pointed out well, power of listening can be very crucial. We often under estimate it! I feel sorry for your loss but also at the same time I am glad you had many loved ones with you who constantly showed their support and made you feel better. Cheers to the better and happy you!

    • That support at that time is crucial. As much as a word or an sms can be helpful, they can be cruel too. Most people forget that. A bit of kindness goes a long way, I think. Cheers to the happy me indeed, Keerthi. Thank you so much. 🙂
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