Who's the real Me??

Sounds absurd,even to me it did.

Till two years back I used to think that my dream is synonyms with my purpose of life or rather I had never even thought that there ever existed such thing as purpose of life.
One fine day at DYC, I was asked what was my dream was.Oh, come on,everyone knows what their dreams in life are isn’t it ?
It wasn’t a new question but trust me when I actually started to pen down my aspirations for life, it started to become vague. Although it had money, family, success, children and what not but still there was something missing big time, I wasn’t feeling satisfied because:-

1. If money is the dream then how much of it ?
2. Success ? What ? Where do I want it ? Professionally/personally or what ?
3. Happiness, oh yes , I wanna be happy but what makes me happy ? Is it money or jealous neighbours and colleagues?

If these thoughts are not enough then what is missing ? I know my self the best,more than anyone else does but still I am not being able to figure it out. Why ?

Some one had to answer it.And it was answered by HIM.

Life can never be just about me.

If life was all about attaining monetary satisfaction then why are these millionaires around me so dissatisfied ?
HE said your life is about justifying the capabilities of your soul.If I am to live 70 years , my life counts for such a micro part of the human race on this planet which actually cannot be calculated.So that makes it very clear, that I cannot be the epicentre of the human race.

So money is out of the race; success and happiness can never be money,because if it was so, then with every increasing penny in my bank account all my worries would have reduced but actually they increase, isn’t it ?
Q. What will I gain by making people jealous ? A. Hatred .They’ll hate me both during and after my life.

So,it is very clear that I am here to actually do something which is much bigger than all these things.

I am here to do something the entire creation,for the person responsible who made me the way I’m and for His people.

If I had not understood myself,I would have never been able to figure out the purpose of my existence.

I would rather fail in a cause that will ultimately triumph than to triumph in a cause that will ultimately fail.
///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////-Wilson, Woodrow

Coming of Age

Do you know what makes you happy ?
I thought i did
or was I ignorant of life ?
Too many questions
and perception is not always the truth.

Do you know who do you love ?
I thought I did
or was I ignorant of the warmth around me ?
Too may people around
and all choices we make do not turn out to as expected.

All I was, was a paper plane
floating wherever blew the winds of change.
Anyone could hold me,
anyone could have crushed me,
always wished to fly higher and free.

And every time HE told me
all I was,was a paper plane
& that too by choice so…..
do not complain.

He said
life starts at Me
and it will end with Me
all is in Me
stop looking around
what makes Me is inside Me

All I need is trust in me
to fulfill my destiny
All I need is belief in me
to bring out the best in me

All I need is courage
just to look inside me..

Do you know what makes you happy ?
I thought i did
or was I ignorant of life ?
Too many questions
and perception is not always the truth.

Do you know who do you love ?
I thought I did
or was I ignorant of the warmth around me ?
Too may people around
and all choices we make do not turn out to as expected.

All I was, was a paper plane
floating wherever blew the winds of change.
Anyone could hold me,
anyone could have crushed me,
always wished to fly higher and free.

And every time HE told me
all I was,was a paper plane
& that too by choice so…..
do not complain.

He said
life starts at Me
and it will end with Me
all is in Me
stop looking around
what makes Me is inside Me

All I need is trust in me
to fulfill my destiny
All I need is belief in me
to bring out the best in me

All I need is courage
just to look inside me..

I Own You Coz Iam your DAD

I just came back home late today( I am not saying late to justify my excuse of coming home late but to say that it wasn’t really that bad in comparison to its consequences).

The first thing that came my way was a tight one across my face before I could even realise how late I was.

The second thing that came my way was a series of dialogues to tell me that I should be really guilt conscious of the crime I had committed.

“We’ll die one day waiting for you” - well even I know I am late and I am sorry for it but why do you make it so melodramatic ?
“You are so careless and irresponsible . You don’t care about us.” – I really don’t know what to say to this . Sigh !
“No one can do as much as we have done for you. We are not wrong” I know I should be grateful to you, for all you have given me but why degrade the feeling by saying it.
“Your friends are more important to you than us. You don’t talk to us” -please ask yourselves why is that ? Probably it is because you never tried to be a good friend or rather never understood what I used to feel as a child.

I woke up this morning and the first thing that came to my mind was that oooh no- the same day once again !

Whats new in my life ?

And I’ll die one day still stuck with this routine – N O ! One life I want to live it.

Let me be on a high; let me live today,tomorrow can wait.

My dad left his home came to Dehradun when he was 19 and started his business and since then he has been on his own. I am 24 and still struggling to find my place.
I am not asking for any suggestions but the question remains -when you have lived your life the way you wanted to then don’t you think I deserve the same right?
Did you bring me into this world so that I will do all those things which you wanted to do always but could not or that which you would want of me ?

All in all a simple question – DO I DESERVE TO LIVE ?
Am I a dummy carrier of your emotional needs/ desires from life.

Indeed I love my parents but it doesn’t mean they own my choices.

Nature gives us an amazing example where a baby bird leaves the nest as soon as it learns to fly.
My birth was decided by my parents,true, but that I shall be born in this family,in this place at this given time,who decides that ?

Who decides my life ? It’s the almighty who must have decided this way before my parents decided to give birth to me.

So I should be more grateful to Him more than anyone else to have given me the life I am living.
He loves me so much that He never complains of what I am or when I come home late. Neither does He tell me that I should be doing things according to Him or else He will be angry.Nor does He slap me when I say I want to live.

Love is unconditional. “I will not talk to you because you didn’t do this” – how foolish is that ?

But my parents tell me, this is what is love according to them

“Son you will be never outdo us in making wiser decisions, no matter how old you grow. We will make a better choice for you because we know you every time better than you know yourself” – indirectly meaning “I OWN YOU COZ IAM YOUR DAD”