In a monotonous life..

It is like you get up one day and not an inch of the world around you has changed. It’s not one of those fantasy movies where one day you open your eyes and discover that you have been bestowed with magical powers.

That’s never the case at least for me. Monotonousness reeks in every breath and action and event in life. Self-help tips sound great - think positive, meditate, spiritual connections, the law of attraction, peace of mind, the purpose of life.... what not. Reading is easy, following is not. Well, I’m not a stickler; then neither am I a born genius. It takes a lot to achieve stability of mind, more in the spiritual sense than the technical sense.

To quote great poets, you have a good head on your shoulders and you are steady on your feet but the only shortcoming is that this head still reels with a headache because of my sleep deprivation every night, and the feet are too lazy to get out of bed.

That much motivation. Is life really about molding a goal and living, eating, drinking and breathing that goal 24*7?

Am I the odd one out or apart from the crowd? Or is this crowd apart from me?

Does this make a difference at all?

To me, it doesn't.

That's why I set off in one direction and let the others set off on their own..... Minimum sarcasm (but not nil) intended to the irrational creed and their treasured tenets.

Limited time, one life, freedom to choose, everything at your discretion. Grab the steering wheel and speed away towards a life. Identify that crucial diversion in the road which generally has no directions and use your inner compass to guide you. Enjoy the road more than the destination. Peace out!

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