Figuring Out

Everyday, I open up the ‘Add New Post’ page, thinking the sight of it might inspire me or push me to write out something. But it has been nearly two weeks now. Ann told me that I must blog something today. And then, I found this Freshly Pressed post today, in which the blogger experiences a similar lack of  inspiration to write (due to different reasons, though). In my case, I just don’t find that spark, that inner need to write, to let out my thoughts. I do have stuff to say, but I just can’t seem to find the will to do it.

I’m trying to figure out what I should do next, in terms of a course/further studies. I want to let myself take time and come up with it, but meanwhile, it kind of depresses me to think that I’m in the middle of nowhere, right now…with no idea of where to turn to, what to do next. I’m sure it’s normal, but I’m still trying to come to terms with it. So, I suppose all that inner turmoil is the actual culprit behind my lack of motivation.

Someone once told me that we don’t really need to be taught anything; all that we need to know or learn is within us. It might be true, because sometimes when a person tells me something, I get this feeling that I had already known it, and just needed someone to remind me of it.

I had been unable to understand why I was so moody and disturbed. And then, while reading ‘Like the Flowing River’ by Paulo Coelho, I came across this situation (a comparison to life) in it, and it struck me: “This is my problem! I knew it all along but I needed to be reminded, be told about it (in this case, read it).” So, this was what enlightened me –

“The Persian poet Rumi once said that life is like being sent by a king to another country in order to carry out a particular task. The person sent may do a hundred other things in that other country, but if he or she fails to fulfill the particular task he or she was charged with, it is as if nothing had been done.”

The age-old problem of finding one’s purpose in life. I realized that I’m plagued disturbed. Because I couldn’t figure out what exactly I was supposed to do. That constant feeling of ‘something missing’ or

Found this online. LOVED it! 🙂 Made me smile!

‘something not right’ – that’s what is disturbing me. And I also realize that it is upto me to put it right. And that it can’t be forced. So, while that goes on, I’m trying to enjoy this phase. Trying to get over the sense of loneliness and purpose-less-ness.

I’m sure all of you must have gone through this. So, tell me, how did you get over it or sort it out? 

The Question is… To Change Or Not To Change!

I really don’t know what to write about. Nothing has happened during the past few days. Actually, that’s not true. A lot has happened during the last week. But nothing that’s blog-material. I’ve been through a few disturbing incidents and am feeling quite low. I just hope the down-time isn’t back! 😦

Recently, I got to know something that a couple of my friends said about me to a mutual friend. They said that I have changed (sounds a lot like new information!). They think I have become less serious, less concerned about the future and other issues. The way they put it was: “Earlier, we could approach her for solutions to problems or intellectual stuff…But now, all she says is ‘Big deal/Leave it, man…blah blah’.” To be honest, I felt kinda hurt when my friend told me that. Hurt because they couldn’t understand me or accept me the way I am. But then, when I thought about it, I realized that I can’t blame them. They haven’t understood me, because they don’t know me. Yes, I have changed, like I explained in detail in an earlier post. So, maybe they cannot accept the way I am now. But I have changed for good. I have become more myself, now, more true to the person I am…and more importantly, I am what I want to be. I love the way I have changed, I love what I am now. So, if they think the ‘earlier-me’ was better and want me to change back to it, they mean to say they can’t accept me the way I am. This is me, this is what I am. Earlier, there were instances when I had to suppress this ‘true-me’ because I was just beginning to get comfortable with everyone and needed to accustom myself to everything. Now that I’m comfortable, I have, slowly, begun to come out of the shell and be more of myself. And that has, apparently, disturbed some friends who happen to stick to conventional ways of behaving (and believe everyone else should do the same). That just proves they cannot love me for who I really am. I don’t blame them. But I want them to know that this is me, and I’m not going to change it just because you can’t understand it. I’m so happy with the fact that I have begun to be myself, and I love it too much to let go of it for some people who don’t see who I am. They see what they want me to be. Sorry, guys. But you have to live with it.

Sort of what I'd like to tell all those out there!

About the change you are referring to…Yes, I have changed. But in a way I’ve loved and enjoyed. Being yourself involves knowing who you are, discovering yourself, being comfortable with it and letting it out. And that is exactly what I have done. It has been a beautiful journey – the one of being myself. I loved all the realizations that happened on the way, all that I learnt about myself. It’s all been such a great experience and I feel SUPER-GOOD, now that I’m being true to myself. Yes, I don’t worry too much about anything now. I admit I have my own issues bothering me, tormenting me when I’m alone. But I don’t let them ruin my happiness for long. I have realized that there’s no use worrying about something you can’t change. I am concerned about my future. But not in a way that I’ll spend hours fretting about what’s going to happen or what I’m going to do. I have a very good idea of what I want and I’ll do what I can to get there. What good is it going to do, right now, if I sit and torment myself, thinking about it? I admit, there used to be a time when I did that. But I have learnt that it does no good. Only outcome would be that I’ll be left in a depressed, confused and frustrated state of mind (precisely because I can’t do anything).

So, I stopped bothering too much about things that are out of my control. And also about problems that come up in day-to-day life. I have noticed that when a problem occurs, it gets solved after a while. Either by itself (by some natural miracle or something :P) or somehow someone (mostly myself) comes up with a solution. But I always used to worry myself to death over each small, silly or serious problem that came up. Until recently, when I started realizing the futility of the whole thing. Problems come and go. You can’t stop them by brooding over them. So, I stopped being over-depressed by them. When a problem comes my way, I do get disturbed. I won’t say I stay all cool and composed. I might spend some

Don't waste your life worrying over trifles

time pondering over it, trying to figure out what to do, how to get out of the mess. Mostly, it goes on for a day or so, depending on the magnitude/seriousness of the issue. But I tell myself there must be some way out. And sometime, sooner or later, I do find it and move on. Problem solved! So, where’s the need for all that unnecessary lot of despair? And that’s why I try to tell my friends that the problem may seem all huge and terrible…but once you calm yourself and believe that you can get through it, you will know that it’s no big deal…

So, I tell you not to worry so much/not make something a big deal/something in those lines because it’s no use doing all that. Just let it be. If you look at it positively, it’s not always that you get problems (I can already see some furious faces :D). You know it won’t stay forever. When you stop bothering so much, you will find a lot more peace of mind…and that almost always helps in coming up with a solution! Now, you know why I changed and how it happened. I’m going to be this way, for I love myself. Don’t expect me to change back to what I was, what you liked. With all due respect, I’d suggest you go find someone else (someone who doesn’t have an identity or a life for himself) for that kinda thing.

I can’t believe I actually wrote so much. And here I thought I couldn’t think of anything to write about. Well, I guess I write best when I’m provoked! 🙂