I am poised at a distinct point in my life, where I am neither left with the vision to look into my future nor the clarity to analyze the misdoings of my wretched past. With an accruing list of failures in the past, life presents me with an ultimatum - 'perform or perish’.
The night was long. I had spent the whole night contemplating my options. I was preparing myself. Amidst all this, the rays of light were making their way out – tearing through the clouds and were gradually lighting up the entire sky. It was the crack of the dawn. It was as if nature was talking to me – “Tear the darkest of clouds in your mind. Let those tiny rays of positive thoughts make their way – And victory will be yours.”I felt better.
All through my life, I had to choose between two paths, one which is the suitable path and one which is right. And my elders would always advise me to take the right one. However, life at this juncture offers me only one forward path - A path which is going to be a rough road with pot holes and puddles of mud. Pot-holes which can zero your efforts at any point of time and slashes of mud which the weird world throws at you, without even knowing the situation you are in. A path where your victory is not guaranteed. Yet, I decide to take this path - because life offers me neither choices nor its fancy illusions. It’s my only chance to redeem myself in my own eyes - My only chance to make-up for the misdeeds in the past.
Life, at various instances has presented to me, the magic of “Luck, Labor and Chance". The three things that help catapult a man from the league of mundane gentlemen to the company of distinguished successful people. However, when you run out of luck and life offers you no chances, your only fight is ‘Labor’ - Your only guide to realizing your potential. So, I decide to give all that I have. And I decide to force every bit of might that I could amass to ready myself for the onslaught of dejections.
In this losing battle, amidst all the negativities surrounding me, where I have more to lose and nothing much to gain, I look to HIM as my ultimate source of inspiration. I pick myself up, on the very words that my MASTER would say - “Always put up a fight. If you do so, you might or might not win. However, if you don’t, you would certainly lose.” HE has been my light-house in my heuristic journey - Someone who might not give me the best in the world, but always pushes me to aspire for the best.
Along with this, I carry a belief that I have nurtured for years now - The doors to success are always difficult to open. It is because life allows only those people to succeed, who want to achieve their dreams against all odds. That door is precisely kept to provide a sense of purpose to all those who believe that if you need something badly, the whole universe acts in consonance to help you achieve that dream.*
With all HIS support and my unshaken belief, I am determined to take this wily road, a tough one to triumph, an effort where I might not be vindicated and I might fail. However, every time I look into the mirror, I can proudly say, “I tried". It is this thought that provides me, the endurance to take on this fierce journey. A journey, I have never seen in my life before.
*: Thanks Coelho for this wonderful thought!!!
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