Aimless

Aimless
Sometimes i feel like an aimless wanderer..searching for something. but all i can do is to search..but searching what? if i knew that i wouldnt be aimless. Well thats so confusing. I feel its quite an enigma. some people are just so sure abt what they want . Their prerogatives are straight. Their methods and moves are planned. Their ways are practical and their thoughts are focussed...But there are some like me..hunters..hunting for objectives in life , for motives to self inspiration , continuously groping..almost in the dark. Well i often experience that the destination seems so clouded that i can't see it myself..or is there any destination at all? May be life is this constant travel...but that explanation doesn't pacify me or satiate me..it rather irks my being, it irritates me. disturbs me. but then i pretend. pretend that all is fine....and i look around.All is actually fine..perfect..the way it should have been..better than wat others might perceive it to be!..and this makes me feel i am just too fastidious, complaining, cribbing ( but do i actually ever complain?)and that i just dont know how to live..and maybe in my earnest urge to reach my destination i was missing out the fun of the travel!..i get confused..dont know wats right...and my peeved mind decides to take refuge in the pages of a good book...Then comes the catharasis...which brings me peace. It makes me feel that the whole idea of rummaging around is just about useless. let life guide itself...let me be a silent spectator!

New Discovery


I have lately felt that discovering ones own self is a very cumbersome task!!..and it isin't something one has to make a deliberate attempt for...It happens. as we move forward in life we learn that we were so wrong!leave aside wrong opinions about others , we can just be so erroneous about our very own selves!
But then what do we do??? Is brooding over it..and contemplating for days ..the right solution? Can we for the rest of our lives keep feeling bad..or for that matter keep feeling haplessly sorry for ourselves???

On my very own path to self discovey i noticed that there was so much more about me that was vieled..there was so much that had to be unravelled and noone but just me could take up the task of doing the same...but then my practical sense was encountered by another flabbergasting question!!
....."Was is Necessary?"
I mean my life is going smoothly..sailing like a ship with many sails..then why do i need this turbulence?
Is it not alright just the way it is..i mean i am happy..so why change at all?..but then i was reminded of an inspirational quote which reads..
" A ship is always safe at the shore..but that is not what it is meant for."
And i decided to move on.

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