Friday, September 21, 2012

An option..A Choice and THE DECISION....



We all live our lives with our own will and are all proud on the decisions made in the past..But some time down the line we forget that it was actually "An option" or "A choice" we were never sure, but still went ahead with it. Only to realize that the option or a choice was actually a good decision. The assumptions or presumptions change in due course of time. And a pat on the back is well deserved for "RISK" taking ability. Which ultimately paid off, as we never had to regret the "choice" we made. In short it depends on the "GUT" feeling you have to venture out to the unknown..More importantly the faith , that you can pull this off..no matter what is the situation.Call it over confidence..But to me its "Faith".

The brain is always in dilemma for some thing or the other. Some time it reflects on you face, and some time not. Expressing your concern its better, and if you do..Then please also be open for the opinion you are gona  receive regarding it. Accept them with a big heart, but you have all the liberty to make your own decision. Accepting is better than regretting. The options, choice and the decision are and is always with us. From the day we are born, we choose our own way and our own path.

Nascent form of Choice.(As a new born)
We decide our Sleep and wake time.
We decide when to eat.
We decide when to cry and when to laugh.
We decide when to walk, when to crawl.
We decide when to start speaking and when not.
We decide when to go for a walk.
We decide to say those golden words (Mama and papa)

The decision making ability power changes as out heart overtakes our brain for the illusion happening in this world. The Sleep and wake is replaced by the cycle we want to have. If its being endorsed by a child artist or a TV personality or my neighborhood guy has this..then its a big yes..The advertisers have also realized this fact of "CHILD POWER"..As the complexity of the world has increased the reduction in the parents time has been compensated by the number of wishes answered of your child. For the basic acceptance to keep him/her happy.The seed that you have sown in this mind will soon be a tree some time later.

"People are to be loved and things are to be used , and not vice verse"

It happens unknowingly to every one of us. And after some years we realize to have traded our time for the "GIFTS"..The less the time..more expensive they are gona become. One of the best reason behind all those "Gurgaon's" and "Vasnt Kunj's" and those "Late night"..is of this only. This small start is a talking point in the later stage of the life of the person.  Being stubborn, using "N" number of ways to make your wish and requirements come true, are actually the after effects. Can you complain for the actions that you have made..The answer is simple no..Try to engage yourself to find your inner self..Call it introspect of self belief, like it or not..Trust me, it will definitely help you to part off with the worries , that you have or you have ever faced. Just a 5 minute complete analysis of the whole day will be able to bring in the results.




I wonder how the things change with time,
One moment it was me and now its you , that I am holding in between my lines.
Looked as if the whole story just passed before me in a flash.
Yes, its true I never anticipated..Why was I never in a position to en cash.

From the day we are born, its the happiness we bring in to our family,
Where it is now ??..And no, I am not asking this to make a mockery.
Priorities change with time, only a wish "please see their (Parents) eyes who are not filled with lime,"
The wish to see you still throngs in their heart, as if a new one has just begun from the word start.

Every thing and yet nothing changes in this world,
Its up to the individual to see, that the language in any case is no absurd,
They have actually given their heart out to make you dreams come true,
Lets come together mutually, and say to them you are the one,
The reason , the force and its definitely better than every one...

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