All that falters is not the end!

Life is all good till this time arrives. Suddenly something takes an unpleasant turn. The first reaction is remorse. The second is the irritation on its helplessness. And the third one is actually the most interesting one. Because it makes you drain energy. Makes you pick and choose. Makes you wonder that was necessary and what really changed the tide. But trust me; it is as emotionally draining as it is thought-provoking.

Remember last time something really painful happened to you. You must have tried back-sketching the timeline to find its root. What if we could delete it? Not that easy as I will add a clause to it: with it all things vanish that you were blessed or cursed with during this timeline. Interesting eh? Try it for yourself.

The last time I wanted to do it, I was deadlocked. Deadlocked to the situation where I could delete nothing. For the good that it got me along with it seemed hidden but definitely could not be overlooked.

These moments make you wonder: why ever touch the sequence of our life. They could very well be pre-decided or just a freak yet perfect occurrence like the one universe is. They are destined to make things happen in your life. But are they good or bad?

A question for which the answer comes preloaded in us. And the answer is end-result of how we see things. How much importance we give them in the overall scheme of our life. We treat our life like a gem (and we as well should) but we forget that even a gem can be broken, loose its shine or just plain vanish.

And we hold good things as the true pillars of our life. We rely on them, we live for them. What we forget is that our weak moments and failures are our true pillars. Or so is what I think. And I want to start believing in it big time. Herculean task, it is!