Thank you for motivating me, Swastika.
Everyday, life throws us challenging questions. In fact, everyday is a question.
Should I do it? Can I do it? Will I do it?
All these are questions with about a million possible answers: yes, no, possibly, possibly not…..
Life threw a hard question at me today.
They say it’s when you’re all alone (comfy in a serene environment) that you really start to work towards achieving your dreams.
Did they forget to mention that it’s also during that time that you get to realize the impossibility in achieving your dreams? The impossibility being the possibility of a failure, a setback, a vain effort. Did they forget to mention that it’s that time you think about those too?
Everyday, I sit, writing; thinking; wishing; hoping; praying; believing, and of course, doubting. And people see it as a selfish act carried out by a selfish person whose pride wouldn’t allow him to spend time with them. With others.
What they don’t realize is that even in the depths of my idleness, I am busy. Far more busy than I’d like to be to be honest. Busy answering life’s questions with my own questions.
Should I not do it? Can I not do it? Will I not do it?
Part of me wants to sit here all day and cry inwardly, hoping that someone with the answers — the right answers — might come my way. Another part of me wants to get up, feign boldness, and strut my way to the movies, a party or whatever stuff kids my age do to ignore their problems (if they have problems)
And so, here I am, with my mind battling for the right answer to life’s question for me today
“To strut or not to strut?”
I don’t know if it’s a good thing to hope that I’m not the only one feeling this way. Am I? Am I not? Do you feel this way, or maybe know someone that does? Do you have the answers I seek? Share your thoughts with me. It might help me (and others out there) a lot more than you think.