Gradually
as this day passed, and morning turned to noon, something tickled in my mind, a
fragment from a past conversation, that most probably happened sometime over the
past week, "…after a certain time, there comes a limit when money doesn't
matter, and what matters more is your convenience."
And this
noon, I saw this beautiful post, by someone, talking on the lines of doing what
you love, and not what you think is
appropriate and acceptable on the lines of practicality or otherwise, and that
article presented an extremely irrefutable logic, that, if you don't love what
you do, how are you going to compete with people who do love what they are
doing. And I thought about what I had to be, and it wasn't hard, A Dog fellow.
The only thing I can do without stopping, without caring for a brake, without
feeling tired, is to be with Dogs, and amid trees and plants, and I wouldn't
mind my four legged furry kids digging a couple or more of my plants, I can
always get new ones, but the sheer pleasure of watching my kiddos jumping
around, romping, digging, and doing what ever they wish to, with that
liveliness, and enthusiasm, and the ability to remain in the present, all of
which, so proudly and courageously and in the loudest and clearest of voices
speak "I'm ALIVE AND I LOVE IT"! And me, well, that’s what makes me
feel alive, being with those bearing the brightest torches of life.
I've been
a rebel. A guerrilla in my own sense. Never up-right, on the face, against the
enemy, but silent, reclusive, nonetheless a rebel. I don't respect rules of the
society. The ones where they say what is acceptable and what is not. Never
actually needed to exercise my own
thought in any such scenario, but yes, in the academic institutes, they do have
a set of twisted illogical codes that stand no ground when weighed on the scale
or reason, or even morality. They are there to enforce the will of some person,
I don't know who, who might very well have been correct when he framed those
rules, keeping in mind the functionality of the institution and the best
interest of those associated with it, but what was right then, isn't
necessarily right now, at-least in the scenario we are talking about. And in
majority of the things, improvement is a constant, never ending process, which
if missed, might result into further damage, that might have been avoided had a
tiny tweak been incorporated at the right time.
And when
you are at the bottom of the food chain, and you know there's enough grass for
all those sitting up above your head,
and that it can very well keep them as healthy, and you want to change,
there's not much you can do after-all, in-spite of all your willingness and
logic. Being at the bottom of the food chain, what you can do is to preserve
yourself. Preserve yourself until you're strong enough to step out of the
shelter. And then, well, once you are as strong as the apex, you can do what
ever you want, without the fear. Extracting revenge isn't the preferable
option, but yes, thenceforth you can graze freely, in the sunshine! Until then,
lie low, survive, don't let the external factors get you, more than everything,
preserve your beautiful heart, your soul.
Listen to
everything, do what your heart says. Be at peace with yourself. What you were
is of least concern, because that’s just who you were, not who you are, what
maters is who YOU ARE! Wear the hard times, because the good ones are just
around the corner. Live your dream, every moment, don't wait for the perfect
one, in your shelter, be yourself.
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