Sometimes out of the blue, When we are sitting with ourselves, ignoring everything our routine is buzzing us to do, we get this feeling of uselessness lingering, telling us that we have wasted half the life being the insignificant one...When we always thought we were gonna make it someday!But then, half the life already elapsed with our failed efforts.
Ok! so some of us may be on the right track, but am discussing this with the ones, who once were the people, who always grew up with a thought of being the 'One', but with the complexities of life, our dreams, our desires were blotted out..
I mean all this while we have been so busy trying to carve out a life, that we actually overlooked our own selves.
In the end of it, we just become chasers, the ones who are running so hard for things, that we have no spare time left behind to think over, what we really are.?
But if the message reaches a number, then it will only invoke me to do something about it.
Its okay to make something for your living, but what about doing something for this poor soul, who's taken a backseat all this while..
I am a nobody who nurtured a dream to be 'Somebody', and today am just busy persuading myself to follow monotony, just to fit in the course of things which apparently, take us towards the conventional Goal of being 'Successful'.
But then, the power, the money, the victories won't have a meaning if we juggle to get more and more of what our kitty is already full with, only in the feat of getting something, which was missed somewhere down the lane.
So perhaps if we read this, we can take out a pity minute, and think what we really want.
I just did that, but unfortunately a minute was not enough!
