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We have a lot of thoughts everyday, but very little of them are captured and quite few of those are penned..
I have formulated some rational ideas streamed right from my mind into the form of an article.

Submitted: November 25, 2012

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Submitted: November 25, 2012



The tacit idea that we learn to walk only once in childhood and this action is imprinted in our mind so we never need to learn it again has lingered in my mind, and I’ve contemplated the process of teaching someone to walk again. I realized that this process has a lot to do with thrusting a leg out into the terror of losing your balance, then regaining your equilibrium, moving you forward, then repeating with your other leg. Failure as loss of balance, the success of equilibrium, and you move forward. Terror of falling, confidence, regaining your balance–it’s a fascinating metaphor for life. Risk is half of the process of moving forward. The risk of failing is inherent in achieving a goal.

My life is marked by a continual series pauses (of my mind or body clogged up and I couldn’t progress), interspersed with successes. I am grateful for my pauses–because of them I had nothing to lose, and could indulge my interests with occasional crucial successes, as well as more pauses so I was able to design my life. From the notion of life, my mind raises a question that I myself have been unable to answer assertively and that is what is your philosophy of life? Such an important goal for which you are willing to sacrifice other goals ? Many of contemporary writers call it as your “passion” , your “purpose” or your “ambition” in life so that you might soon be able to know it.

Personally I find it stressful to consider: for most of the time we don’t know what we like, and sometimes we have to be very precisely apropos before we know our interest; the paradox of passion, in my opinion, needs to be grown. Its not something that people are necessarily born with ( though there are exceptions of kids having keen interest and good at playing piano at very small ages), it is something to propagate, to work for and discover with growing experience and conscience. Happiness is also related to what makes us feel comfortable and satisfied. As Mary Oliver in her poem ‘Summer day’ says;

“Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do With your one wild and precious life?”

The question is, though critical and important, but in no means a new one. If we cast a glance at the great philosophers like Socrates and Plato, they have been curious for the answers to such questions throughout their lives. So we are not alone in this world in these considerations ( and often I wonder whether we are left behind, in gaining access to the creative sparks of our forefathers,is it because of the internet explosion? I sometimes think whether what I’m writing is useful, or just another chatter in the conversation?).

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