We are born. Since that day, we are competing to live. Striving for a respectable life. We are assigned a target and a road. Some of us want to follow it and some of us don't. But as is is declared as "ONLY RESPECTFUL WAY TO LIVE " we are running to achieve it. We don't know if it belongs to us or not, either we are suitable for it or not. Maybe a better, beautiful way is waiting for us. But we are running like maniacs with others to compete them.
We are getting compared with other, with the ones who follow that stereotyped goals and we are sometimes obliged to follow that. Not all doctors are amazing surgeons, not all engineers are successful, not all accountants are designated at senior posts. Some of them could've been great artists, amazing writers, amazing religious representative , but they are all send in race. A race to compete , a race to be better than other , a race to beat someone, a race to become selfish. So that they can they can live up to mark without realising that how did they reach there.
Our all life starts with competition with others. We are brought up by being compared with others. We don't like those who are better then us. We start to tattoo jealousy for them. We grow up, now it doesn't matter how we've achieved that assigned goal either by pushing others away or by draining a beautiful part of life. One day we reach it. We feel accomplished, respected and winner. But at a certain age realise that that was not our path, that was not our destination. Our happiness as a achiever fades. We start to regret, we start to blame ones who assigned us that landmark when we weren't even smart enough to to tell difference between eight or wrong. And whole life ends being in a regret.
Before it's too late. Realise your goals. Make you own path. It would definitely be a struggle but in the the end, it's fruit would be the sweetest. Choose the way you love, don't care about world, they would critic you when you haven't selected the path they made for you. But world looks amazing when our inner soul is satisfied. The foremost important thing is to satisfy our soul , our mind so that at any part of our life we could be happy who we are and where we belong.
Lots of 💖
Missable
3 comments:
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Loved all of your blogs! Keep it girl, You Rock❤
I have a question for you, Why do you have named yourself Missable? As Missable means something or someone not worth watching or sharing! Kindly do explain.
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