I
was standing under this tree enjoying the rare breeze in the ever famous
Chennai summer. There was a promise of rain in the air. As always with this
kind of situation it made me philosophical.
There
was a time in everyone's life which yearned for the extraordinary. There were
dreams of impossible, the theory for progeny as conventional as stability for
the experienced. Sometimes wanting to live in the dreams became more real than
the labyrinth of reality. And so we the once deterrent let the chance slide
away. As time branched to years, it was easier giving up than to turn life
around. The insecurity and dilemma which were unknown becomes a constant
companion though unwanted in every step of the way. As the regrets mount,
unhappiness and the discontentment becomes a way of living. We envy the ones
who do and criticize the ones who try, gel with the rest who stagnate.
May
be this isn't the way it has to be. The shell of low self esteem that we have
built could be as fragile as china if we are willing to break. The shadows of
the lost dreams we are hiding in could become a reality only if we could take
first step. The belief in yourself and the resolve to try is a place to start.
Any
choice is a gamble, you win some, and you lose some. But there is one thing you
gain if you are willing to try, the contentment you get from just trying;
enough to put you in peace.
Playing
the odds in the game of life has never lost its appeal and it is as good time
as any to bet for or against it.
It
is your choice to win or lose…
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