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Now or Never!

I was very late for home. I was in hurry to cross the road. Suddenly a car came and passed over me. I had a narrow escape. I got up and realised that I was dreaming. I was perspiring profusely.
It was a shock of my life. I realised that this is what I have been doing my life long.  I have always been in a hurry and have been running, running and running after goals which the society has thrusted upon me.
First I wanted to get out of school and go to college to have freedom.
Then I wanted a job that will give me financial freedom. But what I was doing was nothing more than a 9 to 5 job and be a robot. My dreams, aspirations and love of life has submerged somewhere deep sown.
That day I decided, I will live my life <I will not lead my life but live it>. So did that mean that I needed to leave my job and go into the wilds? No, it meant to get those little special moments back in life that make me happy and satisfied and would even help me enjoy my work life better. There should always be something worthwhile to forward to. I decided to make a scrap book where I will would write my little aspirations.
I wanted to have a solo trip, I was sent to Hyderabad from my office for training. I took that opportunity to explore Vizag and the Hyderabad.
I use to stare at this cinema called INOX Hind at Kolkata while going to office every day and I thought if I could bunk my office and watch a movie as we did in college days.
Then I decided to bunk office and I went to watch Interstellar. The box office ticket got glued to my scrapbook.
I decided to join sculpture making class. I bought my first rosewood clay moulding tool. The intricate and sensual sculptures of Khajuraho temple has always inspired me. I started making carving of Shiv-Shakti in lotus pose. I made it from a mixture of mud clay, paper and glue on a plywood. I bet you no materialistic possession on this universe can ever give you that pleasure which you would derive from creativity. List down something you made and how it felt, even though it might not have been as perfect.
So, I listed down everything – from places I would want to visit, to small little interests I would like to pursue. The list goes on ……………

So live your life every day, every moment. Believe me there is immense happiness in these little things which you have always wanted but never did. Do it now or you may never will!


As Buddha says “There is no path to happiness. Happiness is the path”.




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