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Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thought. Show all posts

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Fear of Missing Out..!!

This very morning I came across this article which talks about the types of motivation . The good, the bad and the best motivators in the world. And I strongly believe that nothing can keep you running in the absence of that inner fuel of purpose, desire, thirst and excitement.

You know, I have thought about it a number of times. And there are a lot many people who asked me about my fears. I have been fearless for the most of my life, I don't fear almost anything in life but whenever I think about this word, the single biggest fear I always find myself struggling with is the "Fear of Missing Out" -- missing out even a single glittering chance of jumping of the cliff; the cliff of uncertainty, challenge, nuance, bizarre and what not.. There are so many different things to do in this world and a tonnes of experiments to be done and the fear of not being able to participate/witness even any one of them is daunting.






Somebody has said:
There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream..!!


But I have no fear of the number of miles, what I fear is to fail to experience participating in one of the races in life. People recommend of not settling down in the comfort zone and to break those shackles once they get tied up. But, I am among those bunch of people who fear that they will get stuck in the comfort zone if they don't keep moving, rather running, I don't care if this constant running would make me pant. I fear that thought of comfort, that nightmare of monotony, that wind of purposelessness, the night of sinking challenge ship and everything else in those lines..




Monday, March 18, 2013

English Poetry : Just Another Day


Just another day
Gesture full of wonder 
World still at its pace
Has just life surrendered!

Spirits whirling, abound
Dust plated; sprinkled ash around
Submerged in thoughts
Seems a queue of graveyard surrounds

I walk, I adhere
Tickle; may hurdles like spear
Blindfolded gallop though hard
Scrutiny may never steer

I frown, I drown
Ecstasy may disappear
Gulping herculean oceans in
Cloudy sky; twinkles clear