This is my first post. However, this is not my first blog. I used to maintain some other blog, which I stopped using because of some personal reasons.
Today, when I am writing the first post of this blog, I feel like a loser. I always believed in dreams. I always believed that I would finally make my dream come true. I always believed that dreams are invincible. But, I could not follow my dreams anymore.
My dreams were a bit different, perhaps that was the root problem. My dreams were not about some materials, not about some objects. It was more subtle. I saw the dreams of a peaceful life. I saw the dreams of a small but contented life. I saw the dreams of a life in the path of the right. Yes, I know that I was/am less ambitious. I really agree to everything that others blame on me. But, I am more ambitious than others. I dream of something rare in today's world.
I lost my dreams. I gave in to pressure. My girlfriend keeps on telling me that my path is not right. And I gave in. I argued to her, I shouted on her, I broke up with her, but, in the end, I gave in. Perhaps, I did not believe in my dreams strong enough. I will take it as my failure. I understand that it's me who is moving away from the right path. But, I am not strong enough to lose her.
A dead end! Somewhere in the middle of the road, I have to choose something. And, perhaps I chose the wrong way. And I know I will regret it in future. However, I just want to take faith from Robert Frost on his poem - 'The Road Not Taken'. Because, I know, whenever, there is some choice to be made, and whatever the choice you finally make, you have to regret, not because it was the wrong decision, but because we believe that the grass on the other side is greener.
Today, when I am writing the first post of this blog, I feel like a loser. I always believed in dreams. I always believed that I would finally make my dream come true. I always believed that dreams are invincible. But, I could not follow my dreams anymore.
My dreams were a bit different, perhaps that was the root problem. My dreams were not about some materials, not about some objects. It was more subtle. I saw the dreams of a peaceful life. I saw the dreams of a small but contented life. I saw the dreams of a life in the path of the right. Yes, I know that I was/am less ambitious. I really agree to everything that others blame on me. But, I am more ambitious than others. I dream of something rare in today's world.
I lost my dreams. I gave in to pressure. My girlfriend keeps on telling me that my path is not right. And I gave in. I argued to her, I shouted on her, I broke up with her, but, in the end, I gave in. Perhaps, I did not believe in my dreams strong enough. I will take it as my failure. I understand that it's me who is moving away from the right path. But, I am not strong enough to lose her.
A dead end! Somewhere in the middle of the road, I have to choose something. And, perhaps I chose the wrong way. And I know I will regret it in future. However, I just want to take faith from Robert Frost on his poem - 'The Road Not Taken'. Because, I know, whenever, there is some choice to be made, and whatever the choice you finally make, you have to regret, not because it was the wrong decision, but because we believe that the grass on the other side is greener.
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