I started reading “Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom, after reading a friend’s post about it. While reading the book, I remembered how it was so similar to the book “The Last Lecture” by Randy Pausch. I had read the former a long time ago, perhaps an year or so, ago. Both the books are written by people who know they’re about to die in a few months/years time, and wish to make the most of their lives in this departing time.
I always feel very encouraged and charged up after reading these books.
But, in some time, the charge fades away.
I was thinking, what should I do to keep it alive always?
The answer came: Ask yourself every night “Is there anything you wish to do in case you die tomorrow? Is there anything you MUST do right now?”
This way I think I’ll always have my priorities right and keep doing things I always wish to do. This may also help me in not worrying too much about the petty issues of life like Work, Relations, House Rent etc.
Hope to remember it!
I was seeing a friend’s HM pics. Most of the HM pics are always steaming and love seems to be in the air, but this one had real good pictures. The pics were really well taken.
But, after seeing them, I felt sad. I felt like “How happy these guys are. I wish I were”.
Then I realized even I was! Damn it! Still, I was sad. I kept looking at the pics over n over through the day and kept feeling bad. I thought n thought.
Then I understood.
I was simply jealous. It didn’t matter what I have. It’s just that seeing someone else happy or with something special makes me jealous. I think this is the ‘girl factor’. Can’t help it. Shallow me!
But then, who said I was God. 😛
The other day I saw a friend in a beautiful Khadi Saree and remembered how I wanted to create my own wardrobe of such sarees. And, started feeling J again. 🙂 😛
And everyone knows what follows such a feeling.
I pinged Tarun right there saying that we’ll go shopping this very weekend. 😀
Girls will remain girls!
PS: Despite the fact that girls have a J factor in them, it’s not something that defines them. It’s a quick emotion which comes and passes by. Just that, there are some intermittent actions that follow such emotions, like shopping (or crying in extreme/maniacal cases). But, at the end, it’s all human. 🙂
Sometimes it all looks like futile attempts. It seems like whatever reasons I give to myself, they are mere excuses…excuses that I use to escape from the truth. It seems like I know the truth but am struck in a vicious circle where I have to keep giving myself hopes that things will improve and keep trying. Every time I fail I’ve to get up again because I’ve no other choice. I’ve to accept that I failed and try again. There’s no running away from circumstances. There’s no quitting.
I HAVE TO do it.
I HAVE TO try again.
I HAVE TO keep working at it, no matter I succeed or fail.
No matter how many times my ego is hurt. No matter how many times I’ve to take the shame and gulp it in and forget it. I have to keep trying to improve.
All sounds like a winner in the making.
Don’t know if it’s a winner in the making or a loser pleasing herself.