Ever since I’ve tried to take my own decisions, make my own choices and take my own chances, I’ve looked for either left or right or black or white. School probably taught us that things were either right or wrong and there was no midway that considered anything partially correct and partially incorrect.
As we grew up the importance of being completely right almost diminished because rationality and a choice of opinions always differed. Looking in the mirror at myself today I can’t say I’m correct but I can say I’m different. Because, there’s never just a yes or a no. In certain circumstances there might be a maybe as well. There might be a path not taken, there might be an answer that tells I’m limitless and there might be a mixture of black and white both.
At times people consider this as arrogance or ego because they feel that none of today’s generation wants to follow the path they led. But, it’s not like that, the truth is we’re all on a journey to find our own path because ultimately every destination has more than one route.
It’s whimsical how all of us are in search for the right grey, while our parents, teachers and elders are trying to look for their child who knew just the right black or white.
It’s never necessary to prove anybody wrong but one thing that’s really vital is that grey matters too. 🙂
For some people just make your life seem so special. I feel at times that love is such an overrated feeling, why can’t it be termed just as special as other feelings? Or why can’t other feelings be termed as important as love? There is actually a very important reason behind this. A reason that justifies why love is always perceived as a more vital feeling, a more vital emotion.
Most of our joy, our sorrow, our satisfaction or our misery comes from one simple emotion called, love. Not just happiness and sadness but regret, depression or gratitude and excitement too come into us because we love. The feeling of making our parents proud gives birth to passion for excellence. The feeling of doing something great for our kids brings forth the feeling of being persistent with great courage.
It’s confusing at times to understand the things that love can do. It’s difficult to understand whether what love is doing to us is good or bad. It’s crazy how we can’t perceive where love leads us, how it makes us who we are, how it creates almost everything we do.
So one thing that really makes sense is that, if it’s love that plays a vital role in our lives, let’s not fail to express it. 🙂
I always stumble upon the thought that, if today were my last day, have I lived it just fine? And the conclusion I always reach to for my query, is a “No”! It’s difficult to live life thinking of death. But yet life is definitely a blessing. A blessing, I’ve always taken for granted. A blessing that I’ve cursed at times too. But I’ve never felt the right gratitude I should feel for the life I live each and every second.
Isn’t it such a wonderful thing to wake up every morning and have another twenty-four hours of plain awesomeness? Of every second to live upto. So what if there are chores to do? Or if there are duties to fulfill. Or if there are tough payments to make? Can’t we do every little thing wholeheartedly? Every word we speak or every step we take? Can’t we be happy about the choices we make? Can’t we be delighted about the decisions we take today? Or contented about the mistakes we make today?
For one day, might have no tomorrow. One day, I might have no time to speak a word or take a step. And that day might have no great last word from me too. None of us will be able to do anything then. So the place is here and the time we have is now and trust me it will never be enough.
So don’t count your footsteps but mark them. Don’t save yours words, rather narrate your emotions. Wake up, dance to the clock, love unconditionally, live happily and make every move your best move so that there are no regrets and you will always have an amazing beginning, a wonderful journey as well as a marvellous ending. 🙂
In life generally I’ve always been a slow learner not in terms of my teachers or by comparison, just through the result of self-assessment. Being slow at learning has never disheartened me. I guess that is because, I quite enjoy the process of learning new things, languages, sports, art forms and whatever I can get my hands on.
I’m usually proud, not the ‘egotistical’ pride but the ‘i did something today’ pride. And that comes in me with a motivation to do much better the next day or further. I’ve seen people feeling bad about themselves not being able to perform well, while that never happened with me. Not because being slow or weak didn’t affect me, but because I knew that practice was the route to excellence.
Everyone is talented with something or the other. But at some point everyone is a beginner. No one is born excellent. We all have to work hard to get there. And once you’ve committed yourself to it. You will eventually get there.
Allow yourself to be a beginner, no one starts off being excellent. 🙂
As long as there is life, there is going to be struggle. Don’t wait for it to pass or for everything to become alright. Get going and make it alright.
Life can never be perfect. There will always be tough times, challenges and difficulties. But there will also always be good times, happiness and peace. There might be more hurdles in your way than the small pebbles, more not so good conditions, more imperfect people. But how does it even matter?
Love yourself and give your best. Get started for yourself. Go ahead and take a step forward. With every struggle too comes the power to fight it. Be courageous enough to take the first step and take it now. For every step in your way will make you a winner. Each step will make you strong, confident and most importantly happy.
Every struggle comes with a promise to leave behind a better version of ourselves. But the only condition here is, it doesn’t go that easily we have to fight it. And when we fight our struggle we become the most successful person of our own little world.
Be brave and get started! 🙂
Away from all the stereotyping, discrimination, equality, fundamental rights and other important issues. Let’s just talk about us. The better halves of the world I mean. Just kidding! 😛
This is not just for men to read. Remember lying on mom’s lap for even a few seconds and how her hands can’t resist playing with your hair and skin? The way this alluring darling can’t help but care for us? She’s so affectionate that I sometimes start to think how wonderful a wife dad’s got. She’s so caring that I wonder if I’ll ever be able to become a mom like her.
Coming to wives or women as partners, especially this era when she’s competitive but in such beautiful ways that you tend to love her more, don’t you? I won’t say she gives up on a lot, but she does think mostly just about you. You’re her one and only and she loves you in the most deepest ways.
And do you remember that little girl who had a crush on you ever since you were born. Whether girls or boys, everyone loves sisters. They’re so irritating and annoying that you can’t help but noticing them being in your lives. But at the same time, you got any difficulty little or elder one, it’ll soon be hers. Hell yeah!
We can’t forget daughters today they’re a father’s piece of heart and a mother’s little part itself. No matter how old they get they’ll always be young for mom and dad. These daughters make the most difference actually by changing on each step of their lives. As young riling creatures to adult caring moms. I can’t thank them enough for being themselves.
These women might not be the best but they’re mostly a great deal to the world. They might not be equal or stronger but they’re quite everything anyone would want in their lives. I know I’ve missed quite many of them but let’s love them and respect them.
Happy Women’s Day to all the beautiful women of the whole wide world! We love you Ladies! 🙂
Honestly, my plate is too full these days to have the dessert of writing this blog. While all the work is dishes on my plate, writing here is such a peaceful big bowl of Belgian ice cream. But the scenario here is that I’m not quite able to complete my plate to reach to my bowl of ice cream. So what’s the plan? What will make me finish my plate and reach my big delicious bowl?
Well, the goal is quite simple, earlier what I used to do was plan my work schedule according to the difficulty attached to each task. Which soon became my habit. I would do all the difficult tasks at the beginning and the simpler ones at the end. But that doesn’t happen with food right? We have the least filling course first to have a four course meal. Thus, I thought of completing the easier starters first to get to the end of my meal, finish my plate and also be able to eat my dessert.
I guess it quite helped me and if your plate is too full too, try the starters first. 😉