Life is lovely, even though it can occasionally be dreadful. Flashbacks from the past, reminding me of the things I’ve always wanted to be, ended with me only feeling sorrow. Remember those giddy moments when everything made you giggle, from tumbling off the bicycle to the smallest detail? I do, but it’s not the same as before. It appears that the fruitfulness of reflection is currently overflowing with sombre bitterness. Seasons come and go, but the “time” that counts the most never stops.
Behind the actual creation of something that can be permanently changed from conceivable to possible, there is undoubtedly a master plan. Nevertheless, have you ever had the impression that some events made you feel helpless? I do. Making your required instant coffee in the morning to keep oneself moving forward is a good way to start the day.
When you deliver your ideas of transformation, each day gets more difficult. It’s acceptable to quiver, feel perplexed, and occasionally trip over your toe as the voyage progresses. Because you get sweet sugar cubes for your coffee, which keeps you awake and encourages you to emerge from the shadows and reinvent yourself. Holding on to the elders’ moral teachings may have filled our hearts with confidence or made us fearful in the condensed world.
“Compressed world” makes me think of my school days when the teacher would urge us to engage in hard labour without differentiating between the terms “hard” and “work.” Our small brains, however, were unable to retain the main idea it tried to impart. For the majority of us back then, acing the test was the only thing that mattered, and by doing well on it, we nearly hurled ourselves off the edge of the world. Finding consolation in the fixed zone is neither nourishing nor growth-promoting for the individual. Even on a large piece of ground, one must develop the ability to divide the space and build a smart platform.
The clocks were ticking on that unusual evening as I sat next to my room’s window and started to consider the nature of the universe. I have a lot of ideas, but one unusual notion keeps popping into my head: “What would happen if the world stopped for a second and I was the only one who could function?” At first, I thought it would be truly amazing and I would be at peace, but then I understood that no one would hear the words that flow out of my mouth with millions of meanings and emotions.
We look for happiness constantly even if it already exists inside of us. “Happiness can never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have,” remarked Lord Buddha once. Recognize your worth and stop searching for happiness since only you are capable of producing something that will satisfy you more deeply.
