Wednesday 3 August 2011

From dawn to dusk we work hard,we try to make our place in this world of cut-throat competition.We are just hankering after success.That so called success of which we are not sure whether we'll ever get or not.We are trying to make things happen for us.At times things just happen out of the blue still we accept it.
We have got so much obsessed with success that we are hardly left with time to smell beautiful roses of spring,to relish the beautiful night sky filled with stars and moon.We are running a mad race.This reminds me of one of the dialogues of  '3 Idiots' which says that if you don't take part in this race then you'll  be get crushed by others,so run fast in order to secure your place.Gone are the days when children had time to visit their cousins every weekend.They had time to go out  and play with their pals.Now things are different.Parents,teachers and their elders are advising them to study and pursue co-curricular activities as according to them that so-called  success can be attained either by getting white-collared job or by doing something great which will earn them 'name,fame and money'.They are hardly bothered about the aims and aspirations of that child ,what does he/she want to do.
From the very beginning i have been talking about 'success'.Now what is this so-called success.Is it as i have stated earlier to be on top or something else?I think it is relative.For some people it may mean to be on top,but for some its all about personal satisfaction.
I'll call myself successful when I'll be able to give all the happiness to my mom,which she deserves.For me its not about taking part in this rat race.I remember once my Professor said 'don't ruin your life by running after livelihood'.These words still echo in my ears.
It really feels good being successful.But don't become so blind that while pursuing your goals to be on top you get moved away from your inner self.For a moment take a pause and look into your inside and rediscover yourself.That day your notion about being successful will change.

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