A thing that I love about childhood is the carefree mind. Where the mind sways with the wind and we aren’t the ones who have to solve our worries. There always is an elder or a guardian to fix what we dissembled.
But after a certain age, this feeling of euphoria is far lost. We develop a thing in our minds called “sensibility” which spoils all the fun. The reason being that we start thinking–about the past, about the future, about losses, about triumphs and what not, and in the process, we forget what contentment really is. As we grow up, each one of us, irrespective of our attitude, develop a fight inside all of us which has no connection to our profession or emotions, but we keep on pulling this rope towards ourselves trying to outrun no one but us, to emerge out victorious. This fight is not with the world, but with the mirror, of which we never whisper a word about but try our level best…quietly and pray for it to happen. This fight is for peace, for no one would understand the value of it. This war is not for flags, for you don’t care about others. We never talk of it because we don’t expect others to understand the depth of it. So, why do we have this in our lives?
Well even i am trying to get the answer to this and perhaps i am not supposed to know at this moment..because then il loose the surprise element of my life. Knowing the result already never satisfies the hunger of a competitor. But i guess, this is to keep us alive, in thoughts and in actions and to make our minds strategically sound and sharpened. We always have this fight of greeks and trojans going inside but its always upto to us, to wait and watch the result as it comes or take action, mould the result in our favour, conquer this battle and get on to the next one….yet for another victory.