Its just a coincidence that the previous post was also born at the same time, some days back..
My cousin has mentioned something about difficult times in one’s life as her FB status. And the things that we think and feel that empowers the situation to be more difficult than it actually is. It is actually a fact, that all emotions that we feel are internal, because they are there only when your mind acknowledges its presence. Whenever I remember the glimpses of people walking over burning coal, in the name of sacrifice and rituals I wonder if this could be an explanation. This as in, the understanding that they do not tell themselves that it is painful. Rather they tell themselves that its just an act that takes them closer to their belief. Mind games all the way. And if you actually get a chance to meet someone, you would see that the feet is burnt. There’s no magic, but just a belief that things don’t necessarily give the same experience to all.
So when you experience your share of difficult times, remember its difficult because you think it is.
8th Sep. A day of difference. I agreed to Mom’s proposal, and in a way clarified my game plan. A day where many illusions did disappear. But the price is what concerns. And perhaps today it was what was paid by the carpenter. I shouted dirty. The middle word in bold and caps. Had a distinct life, better than my yesterday. Some golden moments with papa. Unfortunately ROCK ON !! yet to be released.
Does this bear any resemblance or closeness to my idea of an ideal life. Probably yes. The best part of it being this moment, when I have the time to pen things down. As I said before, “Its your life. You make it, you break it”. And I sit today to make things finer for a better future, I wish to pause and reflect of the moments that just passed by. A moment before, I gathered the need to bring on this laptop and a moment later I started yawning, as i write this. OMG!!. my mind is so wild. 😦
The many moments of sheer shame and no passion, that crawl on me to remain alive forever as my past, that goes beyond reach to define what I deserved and what I have… or probably that defines how much of me was expected and how much I gave..Amidst all this unsolved mysteries I wonder of all the leaders.. all the individuals and their beliefs that made them leaders… of all the deamers and their passion that made them achievers, of all the victims and their inspirations that made them victors. I dont assess if I have or not… I only wonder when I can think beyond ‘If’. I wonder when I would consciously live beyond struggle, I wonder when I would would be spoken to beyond success, I wonder when things could find their definition in sync with me.. I wonder when would I could start to think beyond “When”.