Weird is what I'm calling life these days. I'm invariably happy. Coming to think of it, I've no reason to be. I've recently made the most seemingly-impossible choices. My soul and mind have finally started to converse. My mind mostly denies what my soul chooses and vice-versa but they at least talk. And may be, that's what matters the most now. I remember both of them taking sole decisions and making me end up in a huge trouble all the time. I guess, it always has been about the balance. Relying on one of them never did me any good. The moment I'm biased towards one of them, I realise I'm fucked. Bloody bitter truth. I've realised this the hard way but it was worth it. The more complicated part is I'm somehow trembling down the same lane again. Having said that, I've controlled myself (Escaped, in fact. Given that I'm writing this whole piece on my hiking trip) regardless of knowing whether I'm right or wrong; for now, I feel it's what I should do. And I've learned from my boss well enough. He says this a lot—“The first time it's a mistake, the second time it proves you as an idiot.” (Not the exact words but you get the gist) I'm unsure, like everybody else, what the future holds but I'm not worried. Whatever it is, I'm sure I won't regret for having to make the wrong choices. Or more of, hope so. Anyway, the road ahead is too long and too young. I'm going to walk, run, probably even take a lift but I'm not going to stop. (Okay, I agree, that does sound like the dialogue from Yeh Jawani hai deewani) Truth be told, that one sentence holds a lot of motivation. If you preach it, you might as well end up really really far in a good way. All said and done, I'm on my way to take the leap ahead. When are you planning to take yours? Whenever it is, just be sure of it. That's all you're going to need to get through it all. Good luck!
