End of the world!

5 lives as a child, wow! I wanted to be a journalist, a lawyer, a detective, a pop singer, an archaeologist, and so much more. Each somewhere represents the need to seek and explore, to find answers, to create and to let go. 

Just the possibility to go back in time makes you re-think your life, and the foremost urge would be, telling your loved ones, who are no more with you, how much you love them. Spending more time with them, being more attentive to them, giving value to their presence, their importance in your life. But the possibility of going forward is still there, transforming that wistful regret, into a resolve, that ensures your becoming the reason for everyone’s smiles, investing all of yourself, every moment of your life. 

Let us stop blaming others and take responsibility for our own life. Every person and situation entering our life is there to direct our journey. Blame imprisons us, blocking our path ahead. Looking at the troublesome aspects of our life, we need to understand the lesson therein, and resolve the problems with clarity, humility, compassion and acceptance of the given reality. 

Today i loaded this app to get back to writing daily. There are so many things on our mind, all the time, wherever i look, the wheels of our minds are always turning. The problem at hand is nearly always dealt with, by past experiences colouring future scenarios, everything a figment of a fleeting thought, that our minds registered as real and concrete, an imaginary eventuality creating hells of a present that signifies the reality of life as one of an experienced turmoil and angst.

The strange thing is that we know it’s all in our mind, and yet we are not able come out of that anguish, no explanations, no amount of talking calms the rising panic of that one thought we can’t look away from. Despite realising  the normalcy of the previous moment, and the supposed ‘reality’ of the next one. 

Every problem can mean a blessing or a curse - blessing because we can see our journey so far was preparing us to keep things from being worse, attending to it as a passing guest. And curse because, we are unable to see beyond the problem and live with it as a permanent resident. 

Seemingly the end of the World, such moments too pass away, sometimes leaving scars in our memories, sometimes becoming medals of achievement, each unreal, each lived, each determining the road map of our life.