Discover, Live.

I'm no writer. I'm no philosopher, but this thought keeps playing in my head and I couldn't think of anything else to do with it, but to write about it.

Our journey as a human being is wonderful and flamboyant, in it's own way. You may or may not see similarities with others in the process. It's wonderfully painful and beautiful. You may easily get lost in the process of trying to achieve that goal forgetting that you are the journey, you make the journey yourself. It could sometimes be easy and sometimes, not so easy. Things take you down, that voice in your head never seems to stop talking. There's a constant mumbling and you can always here it, but the question is how much do you listen to it.

The journey is something that could change you and could easily make so many route things in your life disappear over a period of time. They never are truly gone for ever. It's like your subconscious mind. It just needs that nudge once in a while to wake up and be the real thing. That real thing is you. Those days when you wake up, you are not only doing things like walking down memory lanes, but you also do things you really want to do just for yourself. You are not just happy on those days, you are content. The happiness that the content feeling gives you is different altogether. Don't forget that feeling. Its nice to remember that feeling and go back to it once in a while.

Our life is a roller coaster, and that fact is well discovered in itself. I need not reestablish it for you.
Just don't ever make your journey so chaotic that you never hear that subconscious voice in your head. In the rat race of life, don't forget to be who you really are and want to be, and not only become someone that is the source to only getting what you want to get.

Beyond a point the noise may only get louder and you won't be able to hear that voice. You will forget the true feeling of happiness and being content with oneself. You will forget what it is like to have a voice in your head talking to you all the time. Life will then just become mechanical. Believe me that does not seem fun to me at all in my head.

Take that time out, listen to that voice, try and remember it when you can, you never know when you can stop remembering things for good at all? You might just never understand the real meaning of memories or documented feelings.

What if age does this to you? what if you can only remember a few things and the rest is a blur?
Believe me, then you'd want to look back and remember everything that was good and bad. The loss of memory may not seem like a wound. It may just seem like a scar of a great beautiful journey. When you remember it, you'll know it was worth the pain that you took trying to document it and live your life the way you really wanted to.

I feel wonderful to have the ability to document my life in a way I'd love to remember it.

Rediscover, live.






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