I look at the blog and see that I have not put up a post for a long time. Yes I did start on a few but they have been saved as drafts and not posted.
Writing a post is a cathartic process for me. I and me, benefit best from writing one. So I have never felt the need to tell others or indicate my interests in blogging. I write under a pseudonym which was once a childhood name. In fact I have shared my blog posts with only a few selected friends.
As thoughts flow into words, trying to find the right word that best portrays your thought is a challenge. I re-look at the word I have typed and see if this is the one that precisely says what I want to. It is a useful exercise. At the end of writing a post, I feel a little spent but exhilarated. The whole process is equivalent to time spent in exercising. The "feel good" hormones kick in at the end of a session and a bouyant mood sets in.
There are many thoughts that crowd and jostle to be shaped into words. But picking a line of thought, focusing on it and putting down your opinions into a coherent piece of writing helps me get organized for other aspects in life too. A word, a sentence, a paragraph and a whole page in organized written thought has helped me focus better, think better and live better.
Life has meted out experiences that vary for every individual. But in the end what matters is what you have learnt from them and whether the lessons have shaped you into a better individual.
At the end of the day, I am thankful for life, experiences and incidents both good and bad and the mind which compiles these memories, the happenings and incidents into a shape which enables us to see clearly where we stand currently. I guess this is what is called "Wisdom". No wonder it is said that wisdom comes with age!
Things seem hazy as I look into the horizon. It is a horizon that I am gazing at today longing to reach, touch and feel. Tomorrow I will be a day closer to the horizon I saw yesterday. But at the same time, tomorrows also brings with them other new horizons!
Confusing???? Yes mightily! But this is what life is all about. Each day brings with it a horizon so different to reach to.
At a juncture in life, we do actually reach the spot which was once a distant, unyeilding and unreachable horizon. And the different horizons that we keep seeing with our mind's eye each day are reached at different time points. Some early, some late.
I promise myself that when I reach the end points of what seemed as horizons in the yesterdays, I would look back and see the things I have left behind. I promise myself that I would look back and see that what I have left behind are baggages in a long queue, the queue being "TIME standing still". I hope to make sure that the queue consist of bad memories, negative incidents, wrong decisions and mistakes that I have made.
I hope to have shed them all along the way one by one. So that what I see and have ahead of me is a positive attitude, opportunities to take hold of so that I can live life to the fullest with its combination of pasture and potholes.
These random thoughts existed as pocketed recesses in my mind and I have written them down to see whether it made sense.
Yes it does!
My horizons, here I am! I walk, run, toddle towards you depending on what life holds today!
Nevertheless, everything I do will be "towards" and never "backwards" from you!
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