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Keep Walking ...


Is there a limit to what we can achieve? We are all born with some traits and some we gain as we live through life. We create our aims , dreams and our aspirations take flight as we go through the different phases of our life. When we are small probably we dream of riding a bicycle the whole day or playing the 'gully cricket' from morning to evening or scoring good marks without studying. As we grow up we dream of big fast cars, big houses, foreign tours and even buying a Greek island. But as the life unfolds the reality dawns on us. It is not all so simple. There is a limit to ones abilities, intellect and the opportunities life presents us. So is this all just luck and a predetermined fate with which we all are bind to and we end up getting what we were supposed to? What if we are to challenge our circumstances and in turn ourselves? What if our dreams overshoot our abilities ? Can we still fight for them?

I was never proud of my abilities and add them to my laziness, I use to fail more often and at times I use to feel that I like failing so much that I am not even giving up. It was difficult to pick oneself after each debacle and it made me doubtful of myself and my luck as well.

It took a long time to realize that I was failing more because I was trying more. Getting out of the comfort zone was like a way of life and slowly I realize it was the journey and not the destination that is important. I have failed and will fail many times in future but I know I need to just keep walking and challenge myself everyday. Failure and success are just two impostors and life is more about experiences than the results we get for our efforts.

Comments

Tall Guy said…
Very well written

Life is about bouncing back from your lows.

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