Thoughts set free

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