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You Will Die With A Smile
The life that
we lead may not be the life that we wanted. Happy or not we end up living it.
At least most of us do and may be a few give up too early. But then it makes me
think. We might be living the life we lead but there could be two different
reasons to it. One set of people are leading it because they have given up hope
of realizing their dreams. The other set of people are still hopeful that
someday they will realise their dreams.
the two is hope. Keeping the hope alive comes at a cost for all. Facing endless
critics and battling umpteen cynics. There will be many such moments when you
feel that it’s easier to give in than to battle them. But the key lies in
clinging on to that last ounce of hope.
thing about life that always gets me thinking is people’s obsession for
perfectness. Well I am referring to people who seek perfectness in people with
whom they cohabitate. Why is it so difficult
to accept others the way they are? Its acceptance of one’s individuality that I
am referring to. It’s fine if they are not acceptable to you, but why force
down someone’s throat things that you feel is right. What is right to you need
not be right to all? End of it everyone is human and no one is perfect.
It’s ok to be
the way you want to be, if that’s what makes you happy. It’s ok to be what you
are as long as you are being true. You may not be accepted by all the way you
are, But that’s ok. If you have a dream it’s ok to chase it and try to realise
it. No matter how stupid others may call it. Being what you are is no crime, having
a hope is no crime. Just live the life you wished you could. May be when it all
ends, you will die with a smile.
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.
The other day in midst of a long tiring journey from the airport I zoned out in thoughts, looking outside the window. What was I thinking? I was trying to fathom as to what's the single most element distinguishing mediocrity from excellence.
A lot of us have this beautiful idea in our mind to be achievers of some sort. Each individual has their own definition of excellence. All of it leading to creating a happy space in our minds. But these remain mere ideas and definitions in our head.
We have a lot of clutter occupying our minds. Some of it even includes being less appreciative of others success. Being too bothered about right and wrong of others choices. A bunch of useless thoughts which in no way are going to be helping us in our pursuit of happiness. When we are done with all the wining about the world and people in it, we get on with our mediocre life.
We seem to believe that there is solace in the cocoon of mediocrity.
"There are no easy ways, no escapes, Yet we wish s…