Life is a bitch. In a poll, possibly a widely held opinion
would be that it’s so with them. It’s true, isn’t it? Boss not reasonable, pressure
from all quarters, struggles everywhere. You work for something, expect the
results and they don’t come- You see your neighbour win, and the feel the blood
being sucked out of your limbs.
Sometimes, it looks like all of the environs want their retribution
for a crime un-attributable to you. Sometimes, even tearing a part of your soul
and channelizing it is not enough of an effort. Sometimes, you seem to be in
the accusatory hot pot for all the good intentions you had. Sometimes, nobody
seems to understand you and the sacrifice you make. Sometimes, the hurt sucks
you to an extend that even the tears refuse to flow. Sometimes, you
feel like running away from the ones who understand and love you the most.
Sometimes, you just want to give up. After all, is it
freaking worth it? Is there something for you in there? Anything at all? For if
your closest ones do not sympathize with your efforts, should you carry on? Are
all those sacrifices being counted? Aren’t you messing up your life? After all,
even the river does not flow till the Sun recognizes the snow clad mountains.
In such a situation, it is amazing what an innocent “Thank
You” can do to your soul. It is soothing to see the respect you might have
earned, if just in a limited arena. It is divine to talk to yourself and
realize that this was your calling.
Cheers, to the amazing feeling called life
