Right now, sitting in the cosy chair, feeling the warmth of the room and restlessness of the never quenching desires of heart, I just want to pen down my anxiety. Seeking the alternatives for the unfulfilled wishes, I now begin to realize, and amuse to some extent, the power of Desires and the meaning of one’s life being just to fulfill one after the other.
Sri Sri Ravishankar has once said
“Unfortunate are those who desire, and it never gets fulfilled;
Little fortunate are those who desire and it gets fulfilled after a long time;
Fortunate are those who desire and it gets fulfilled in no time; but
Most Fortunate are those whose desires get fulfilled even before they desire.”
I now believe the every word of it but this realization is tough. Not because this fulfillment and unfulfillment depends upon one’s fate or destiny, but to what extent a person can go and try to fulfill them and can’t give up or let go, and succumb to this ‘law’.
We desire, we strive for its fruition and then we desire more. We think that we are capable enough to fulfill the next one too, but are we fortunate enough this time? May be not! And this creates the restlessness, the unbearable thirst, the anxiety depriving us of our inner peace. How do we rejuvenate this peace then? Should we switch on to the next?
I started recollecting all my achievements, my fortunes, people to whom I mean a lot and are with me, and how lucky I am to have all these when many others don’t. But it still cannot recover my Self from one loss, one defeat, or one insistence and I reason myself “Why?” not to find an answer but to get stuck into an unending loop of “What if?”.
We humans are so hypocrite that if something is out of our reach just because we’re not capable enough, we make peace with the self quickly, hiding our incompetency and framing stories of what went wrong instead of accepting our fault or imperfection. But if something is not meant for us even if we gave our best, went all the way and in the end lost, we curse. God, people, situation, luck everything is to be blamed and we don’t give up even then until someone comes to us, slaps to our face and says “Wake up to reality! This is not for you!”. “Why not? Am I not worth it? Have I not given my best?”. “Yes, you have, but it’s not for you”. “But why.....why?” and this unanswered “Why” is all we are left with….
All I can now feel is that nothing hurts more than unfulfilled desires and broken expectations.
Sri Sri Ravishankar has once said
“Unfortunate are those who desire, and it never gets fulfilled;
Little fortunate are those who desire and it gets fulfilled after a long time;
Fortunate are those who desire and it gets fulfilled in no time; but
Most Fortunate are those whose desires get fulfilled even before they desire.”
I now believe the every word of it but this realization is tough. Not because this fulfillment and unfulfillment depends upon one’s fate or destiny, but to what extent a person can go and try to fulfill them and can’t give up or let go, and succumb to this ‘law’.
We desire, we strive for its fruition and then we desire more. We think that we are capable enough to fulfill the next one too, but are we fortunate enough this time? May be not! And this creates the restlessness, the unbearable thirst, the anxiety depriving us of our inner peace. How do we rejuvenate this peace then? Should we switch on to the next?
I started recollecting all my achievements, my fortunes, people to whom I mean a lot and are with me, and how lucky I am to have all these when many others don’t. But it still cannot recover my Self from one loss, one defeat, or one insistence and I reason myself “Why?” not to find an answer but to get stuck into an unending loop of “What if?”.
We humans are so hypocrite that if something is out of our reach just because we’re not capable enough, we make peace with the self quickly, hiding our incompetency and framing stories of what went wrong instead of accepting our fault or imperfection. But if something is not meant for us even if we gave our best, went all the way and in the end lost, we curse. God, people, situation, luck everything is to be blamed and we don’t give up even then until someone comes to us, slaps to our face and says “Wake up to reality! This is not for you!”. “Why not? Am I not worth it? Have I not given my best?”. “Yes, you have, but it’s not for you”. “But why.....why?” and this unanswered “Why” is all we are left with….
All I can now feel is that nothing hurts more than unfulfilled desires and broken expectations.
