The Rig Veda says, “When there is harmony between the mind, heart and your determination, nothing is impossible.”
Now my question: for someone as confused and vacillating as me, harmony seems as unattainable as utopia. So then how do we make the impossible, possible?
I am perpetually torn between two extremes. Why I wonder? Is it because those two divergent choices really exist in my little world? Or because I would like to delude myself that though the available option is not as pleasant as I would like it to be, there is this nook in my little brain I can run away to hide in.
The choices stump me at times. Yet I pretend I am conquering something, a temptation, a lesser option, a similar not up to the mark opportunity in favour of this so-called wise and well-informed decision. Only to rant in a few months at best a few hours.
If varied options merely lead to confusion and discontent in hindsight, why not do away with them?
But then how will I console myself that I got the better deal, unless there is something to pip in favour of it?
Life’s choices have me confused.
But that is my silly high.
I refuse to let it go.
yes, the apparent existence of choices is what makes life confusing and interesting at the same time.
ReplyDeleteto me, it depends on how one looks at it - to me, well i tend to think that it is the choice, that chooses me, not the other way.