You know what’s the weirdest thing about human race? We know everything. From the star that died a few billion light years away to the way our lungs process oxygen. Everything, but ourselves.
I know though, some of you will claim, but I meditate everyday, read pro inspirational quotes, probably found zen too. But do you really KNOW who you are?
Let me tell you, you don’t. You THINK you do, just like you think you’d stick to that new year resolution, just like you think you it’s okay to not tell someone of your feelings, just like you think you’ll do it tomorrow. But darling there is no tomorrow.
This is all you have. Your reality is you. You are your reality. The youngest you’ve ever been, the oldest you’ll ever be. It’s today. And even if it looks like a slushy dirty mud filled battle field, this is your Wonderland. Descend into it. And the key to the hole? JUST DO IT.
The only way to escape this moment is to complete it. The only way to win a battle is to fight it. And the only way to really know yourself, is to never think who you are. Just find your reality and fall in love with it. Sometimes, you have to fall down a rabbit hole to get where you need to be.
to the mornings
in search of purpose
cheers, for getting a day closer
to the midnights
you ruffled through sheets
instead of sleep
cheers, for feeling the 4am vibes
to the friends
who turned their backs
at times of holding your back
cheers, for finding the real ones
to the places
that remind you
of bittersweet times
cheers, for not crying this time
to sun and rain
to love and pain
for still keeping up
through every inch
for giving yourself
for never growing too old
to believe in silver linings.
The one who comes last in the race wins as much as the one who crosses the line first. The only loser is the one who never dares to cross the starting line. One who always loves to cheer from the stands. Who can find a hundred reasons to slip through the back door but not a single reason to be the frontrunner. Who’d relentlessly suffer, hiding in shadows yet won’t show up on the starting line, fearing what if he fails!
And honestly speaking, somehow this person resides in everyone of us, in some nook and corner, playing hide and seek from time to time. Neither strong nor weak, always eclipsed between the dawn of heart and dusk of mind. Desperately awaiting the single moment when your guts go weak and self esteem beats slow, and that is when you stop.
You think it’s okay to stop sometimes, to sit back in the gallery and cheer for others, unfortunately not realising that deep down inside a part of you wails for missing out on another experience. For it can’t comprehend your fears, but only see that you are as much capable as the one out there. Then what to fear and why to hide away. For mistakes are something we all make and winning or losing never makes any sense.
The only real aim is to play every game. To try your guts out, no matter how hard it seems. For at the end of day the only winner is the one who tried and everyone else celebrates defeat.