Life happens

Lazy saturday :)...watched a couple of movies...listing down a couple of quotes from there, that I found particularly enlightening, and trying to draw a parallel from there =>

"Don't take life too seriously, you'll never get out alive"
We all know this is true :), and yet, there are times, when we do take life a lot more seriously than it aught to be taken. A dose of lightness in life should be a mandatory prescription for all of us. There is no point getting all too serious thinking of the past, the future, and what not, and missing out on the moment itself. Its these moments that make our life special.

"Life is what happens when you are busy making other plans"
Very nicely put. We all do have dreams, hopes and aspirations, that we strive to make real each day. Unknownst to us, while we are making our grand plans, there's something glorious (for the pessimists, just something) happening to us at every moment - LIFE. We don't realize it, but in the ending, we'll not be looking back at what we accomplished in life, but rather, at the memories we have of this journey that we undertook. Time spend with family, friends, the minor roadblocks, the overcoming of hurdles, the trials and the jubilation...these are the LEGO blocks of our life. So, perhaps, we be a little more conscious of our life unfolding, every moment...even as I write this, and you, read.

Happiness

"Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves." - Hellen Keller

Daring to dream

Note to self: Read this when not in high spirits
Note to others: Read this NOW ;)

So you've thought it through,
This is what you've got to do,
This is what was meant for you,
This is what you love in true...

But reluctant are you, to conjure dreams anew,
Scared are you: what if they shatter too?
Leaving you with but a fragments few,
So you've not exactly thought it through...

But in this fear,
Would you put off your dreaming too?
Would you rather,
Cut off a path before you tread it through?

Life is teeming with surprises new,
Your dream might just be realized too,
If only you don't nip it before giving it its due,
Arise! Awake! The world beckons you!

Have you looked into the eyes...

Of a child rebuked,
Up at you they innocently look,
A solemn promise...
I'll never fail you again,
A firm determination...
I'll make up for transgression,
A plaintive cry...
Take me in your arms,
Let bygones be.

Of a mother who must part,
From the little one she does,
Hold so near to her heart,
An outpouring of love...
Sweetie, this is for all the time I'll not be here,
A welling up of tears...
The pain of parting with a piece of my heart,
A glimmer of hope...
A brighter future awaits,
When I'll be with my child again.

Of someone who holds you dear,
When they've been hurt by you,
Complete and utter sadness...
Being let down by one I trusted,
A steely resolve...
I'll never trust you again,
A resigned acceptance...
Perhaps you were not the friend I expected you to be.

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It is rightly said that the eyes do talk...they shout out our true feelings, and utter that which our brain doesn't permit our mouth to speak.

Of goals and the fickle heart

Once upon a time, in a city not so far away, there lived a child. Now, this child, as all other children do, had dreams - dreams that were bigger than his frame. Each night, he'd fall off to sleep, snuggled up in the warm comfort of his blanket, thinking of fulfilling them. He dreamed of growing up and becoming just like his dad. Those were the days...

Time passed, and this child grew up into a find young lad. He went to school and made great friends. He told them of his dreams, and learned about theirs in return. He listened to his teachers. They taught him of wonderful things. His knowledge of the world around him increased, and he, now dreamt of becoming a great //insert appropriate teenage dream here.

College arrived as a breath of fresh air for the young man. He interacted with people who shared the same interests as him and learnt of their take on life - of what these brilliant people thought for the future, and, surprise, surprise, his dreams changed again. He now dreamed of becoming a successful //insert appropriate career dream here.

The point I wish to drive home from this coming of age tale? The heart is fickle indeed. What we want now is bound to change in the future. Perhaps that's what life is - a journey of discovery. We expand our horizons, we change. We come in contact with people, we change. We have varied experiences, we change. Now this might go against some stuff that's been written here in the previous pages, (but then that's testimony to the correctness of what I'm writing now :)), but, it would seem that holding onto a pristine goal that you'd like to accomplish is folly. We CHANGE, and so do our goals,  our dreams, our hopes and our aspirations. Being too hung up on just one dream, all throughout life, and following it come what may, is not necessarily the best way to live life.

A life without any goals would just drift away indeed and so we do (and should) set goals for ourselves. We should work towards them diligently, no doubt, but, also, a large portion of life's experiences come from not worrying/thinking too much about the future, and, just living the present. If a goal is not aligning with where we currently stand, then so be it.

Rather than fitting your life around the goals, fit the goals around your life.

Coping with pain

Something that I read which I thought was beautifully penned, and which appears to have more than a show of truth:
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"Perhaps the greatest faculty our minds possess is the ability to cope with pain. Classic thinking teaches us of the four doors of the mind, which everyone moves through according to their need.

First is the door of sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all its pain. Sleep marks passing time, giving us distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the mind’s way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door.

Second is the door of forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying ‘time heals all wounds’ is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

Third is the door of madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind.

Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we are dead, or so we have been told."

― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind.

Grieve not

Grieve not, for you shall be smiling soon,
Rather, cherish each moment that you live - it is a boon,
And glorious sunshine does await the bitter moon.