Human wants are limitless but resources definitely are.The choices are many but preferences, very few.There is a lot on the platter but limited to satiate our appetite.Billions of people but dear ones only a handful.Amidst all this chaos when we finally end up with something "similar" to our desire,we feel this is the one.But is this what I really want????........
This question plagues most of my generation.No offense meant when I said my generation as the ones before mine had a lot of clarity of what they wanted from life and the one after mine.....i am clueless.....
Technology has made our lifestyles super paced but emotions still prefer to walk slow. It is often this pace difference which creates a mess and all mayhem follows.
This CONFUSION is not limited to the mundane things like choosing a career, investment plan or for that matter our life partner.It also applies to complicated issues like choosing a dress to wear for an evening out with that guy/girl or deciding what to have for dessert(which has lesser calories chocolate mousse or blackforest pastry).
CONFUSION occurs when there are many options which are all alluring. A simple incorrect option sometimes results in waste of emotions and resources.
Big deal.... my life.
But life is like Indian traffic gets crowded within minutes but takes hours to get cleared.So there has to be a way out.By now you must be wondering Then how do I choose the correct path? Who will guide me without being dominating ? Who will take me through my life's hurdles?.......How the hell will I know ....
I want freedom is one of the most abused phrase by us today.By freedom do we mean the liberty to launder our parents hard earned money, or maybe spend a bomb over a pair of clothes which we cannot look at without cringing our face.Why not use the freedom in sorting simpler issues like finding our aim ....our desire ...our life...
Liberty to create our dreams....liberty to set flight to our fantasies ...
But when I'm there how will I know this is it.....disconnect your head set and listen to the pounding... deep inside... yelling the right answer.
Take time to listen ...Take courage to obey...your inner voice is calling ..calling you
Toss a coin in air ...but I dont think you need to take a look at it after it has landed ...IS THIS REALLY WHAT I WANT???? ...your answer would have reached you when it was in mid air.....
Monday, 3 December 2012
Friday, 28 September 2012
In quest of ME
The world has made many advances in terms of science and technology. Life has become a lot more easier by adopting these innovations.But, it has also brought with it tremendous competition and as a result continuous evaluation.We are constantly on the run to become more competent and better equipped .
It is only later in our lives that we realize that in our quest for success, knowledge and wealth, we have left behind something which is the sole reason for our survival.
I have realised it a bit sooner than most others and began my quest for ME.You might think, here goes another quirky title which makes no sense. But this is something all of us are looking for but fail to realise.Let me clarify.....I am not taking upon myself this herculean task of making people realise themselves.I cannot teach anyone to find them because only they know who they are and not me.This is my search story. But, you are free to draw inspiration from it without worrying about plagiarism charges.
I searched in many a mall, behind every cosmetic store counter,under every fashionable clothing on the rack,in many a fake accents, in many a mock drills, in innumerable college lectures,in numerous grooming sessions and all happening parties. I met many people but could not find Me.It only struck me later that these are the things that I have to do for the sake of the world. If I have to find Me it should be amongst things of my interest. Then began my less glamorous search which began under the piles of old newspaper cartoons, in the dusty stone benches in the park, the inconspicuous corners of my room, in the doodles on my drawing board, in the clasp of my father's hand, in the warmth of my mother's touch and in the greasy pages of my novel. In each place, I met an acquaintance, a glimpse of me.Sometimes vague and sometimes very prominent.When I finally fell back exhausted on my bed I met ME who found joy in the seemingly boring things which normally would not interest many. I promised to meet ME often and stay in touch as I might fail to recognize ME if there was a long gap.
So, I met ME. When are you going to meet YOURSELF? If it has been a long time you better hurry or it might be too late.The encounter is bound to re-energize you and make you more world ready. I am happy to have found ME. I would be happier if you could find YOURSELF too.
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In ME I trust and believe...In ME I rely on for finding the right path.....
It is only later in our lives that we realize that in our quest for success, knowledge and wealth, we have left behind something which is the sole reason for our survival.
I have realised it a bit sooner than most others and began my quest for ME.You might think, here goes another quirky title which makes no sense. But this is something all of us are looking for but fail to realise.Let me clarify.....I am not taking upon myself this herculean task of making people realise themselves.I cannot teach anyone to find them because only they know who they are and not me.This is my search story. But, you are free to draw inspiration from it without worrying about plagiarism charges.
I searched in many a mall, behind every cosmetic store counter,under every fashionable clothing on the rack,in many a fake accents, in many a mock drills, in innumerable college lectures,in numerous grooming sessions and all happening parties. I met many people but could not find Me.It only struck me later that these are the things that I have to do for the sake of the world. If I have to find Me it should be amongst things of my interest. Then began my less glamorous search which began under the piles of old newspaper cartoons, in the dusty stone benches in the park, the inconspicuous corners of my room, in the doodles on my drawing board, in the clasp of my father's hand, in the warmth of my mother's touch and in the greasy pages of my novel. In each place, I met an acquaintance, a glimpse of me.Sometimes vague and sometimes very prominent.When I finally fell back exhausted on my bed I met ME who found joy in the seemingly boring things which normally would not interest many. I promised to meet ME often and stay in touch as I might fail to recognize ME if there was a long gap.
So, I met ME. When are you going to meet YOURSELF? If it has been a long time you better hurry or it might be too late.The encounter is bound to re-energize you and make you more world ready. I am happy to have found ME. I would be happier if you could find YOURSELF too.
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In ME I trust and believe...In ME I rely on for finding the right path.....
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