Diary of a Lost Wanderer

Source: Google Images I had read a story few years back which spoke about the If-Then syndrome we all suffer from. We tend to associate our happiness with various incidents of our life and in the end realise that it was all not worth it. What we forget it that happiness is a decision we need to make. It is a choice. It is everything but confusion. If you want to be happy – BE. As simply as it could be said. Why do we need a reason to be associated with it. Many times when I am smiling in the morning or my status is a happy one I am asked for the reason and I just say because I felt so. In the morning when I got up today I felt that I should smile more today and I just did that. And if you really need reasons to be happy there are so many of them all around you. Starting with being alive, being healthy to almost everything that you can associate it with. 

The warm rays of the morning sun could do nothing to decrease the chill Sarayudevi felt in her bones. At 85 there was not a single limb in her body which did not pain with every movement. “ Old age comes with its own problems ” she mused adjusting her thick quilt and turned to her left trying to reach for a box. Hidden below those bundled blankets and shawls was a huge mahogany box. Old and worn out, the box eluded a rustic charm of its own. The golden rays of the morning sun creating a halo around her lent a shine to her silver hair. A criss-cross of wrinkles covered her entire face as she sat hunched on the bed holding the box closely to her face with an anticipated look on her face. Caressing it lovingly like a new born baby Sarayudevi felt its rough exterior through her wrinkled hands. Source: Google Images

  Source: Google Images For everyone the last lap of the race is the most difficult phases of all, because one it is the most decisive one hence of utmost importance and secondly it is phase you reach having already used all your strength only to realize you need some more of it. The challenge is to continue the race putting in perhaps more than what you can or already have! As at that time winning does not become important what is important is to reach the end. When I began this year all that I had was hope in my heart, few dreams in my eyes and loads of desires within me to make all of them come true. As the year comes to an end I still have only hope with me. The dreams have changed and so have the desires but what has not changed is the zeal to still move on. Some of those dreams crashed badly, making me bleed as they died while some desires took away a part of me when they left. And yet there is something that is holding me from inside as tight