on the road ...

On the road called Life....We come to crossroads and sometimes we take turns, sometimes U turns to travel a bit all over again with new zeal and changing the gear a bit... and while we travel there are some deep potholes, hurdles and some bumps ( funnily in the part of the world I live in bumps are called "humps"!: A westerner friend of mine freaked at it and said..well life sure is interesting and exciting here!)

Switching from the we to I...I too have had my share...no comparisons, as each of us have our own struggles in our own capacities...and we try and get by fine...or if we dont we try and hold the hand of people who mean alot ...or to whom we mean alot...and if we are lucky some come and hold our hand to just gently help us breathe in life and move ahead...

As they say , as long as we know where we are headed and we are aware that in the end it really doesnt matter how crazy it all had been...we should be fine and we are meant to be fine according to the plans of the Creator. Theres a choice made already. Those who can take it are tested the most...because they are the chosen ones....and most times they are the ones that bleed the most yet lead the most...

Lately (and its been a while) I have taken on an observer mode for myself...much that I used to be in an observer mode for the world....I look at myself and look back and apart...a person standing a bit away...(perhaps 5ms?) and seeing myself...going through life...the interractions...the relationships...the people I meet and the things I do...and it has started to interest me like no other...just me...to me...is the greatest learning about personalities people and behaviour. No judgements at all...just some questions and lots to learn...forgiving....at times forgetting and learning again...but keeping on reading the chapters of my own life

And thus I stand within and without...answering to my soul...connecting with other souls and aware of the greatest truth that we come alone, go alone and empty handed...the laurels, love and respect we leave behind...and move on to a greater truth of revelation, joy and peace...

As I have moved on, stopped at times and covered some hurdles what I have also come to believe is all the potholes are there for a reason...and some have a bit of rain water for us to splash in too..and even in the downs have that bit of fun to feel good with ourselves...and at times tune in to the music of days gone by, of the child in us that revels in small shortlived joys.

Each pothole hurdle or "hump" comes with its own demarkation of how far we have come in life and how many we have crossed. The distance travelled thus far. Some slow us down but the road never ends. At times we come to rail roads too and watch some part of our lives whizz past...and if we lucky we get to let off some steam! If we even luckier, we may just be able to add some more coal to the engines and whistle on. There come times too we can just sit back enjoy the ride while some more power is added by people who care and want us to reach our goal...we meet all sorts and more importantly come face to face with ourselves...various parts of ourselves, various people that we are in ourselves and the diverse roles we play.

We may not play each role to the perfect T, but we make attempts...I have seen the harder life gets the more attempts I make to make it different and perhaps smoother at the edges at least. I have learnt to believe also in the inherrent good of all and the diversity in personalities. I am much more excited to meet people with very different personalities than my own...which makes life so much more interesting challenging and full of possibilities. People change too. I have learnt to accept, believe and respect that. But every situation happens for a reason and changes for the better.

With a challenging life I have also learnt something else. That of accepting changes and not losing hope that every chapter is ONLY for the good and phases will end. They all have a shelf life. Be it good or bad. They will. They come in waves, lash on the sands, trickle through fingers and unite again into the great seas...the same sun rises sets and another day moves to night...bringing clear skies or rain..stars moon or clouds...but a day in its entirety never ends...

I have to keep going, believing in myself, believing in love and believing that in the end its the soul that lives on...travelling on the road which we will be on no matter which route we take...we will reach where we are meant to, meet the people we are meant to and do the things which we are meant to...no regrets...no judgements,humilty prime and no hatred.

And a belief that whats meant to be will always find a way...

Just as they say about the postage stamp...(even in a world of emails and social media)

...its usefulness consists in the ability to stick to one thing till it gets there...