To forgive and forget

Sometimes few people just get to you and rage you up to an extent that you flare up through out the day. But most of the times, it’s not the unknown stranger who brushed you aside on the bus, or the unforgiving boss who gave you a pep talk , but the people who are very close to us who hurt us the most.Then, it’s difficult to decide whether you should just forgive and forget or get back at them. The dilemma is that, you can’t hurt the ones you love, because if you did, it would hurt you instead. So, we go about hurting ourselves basing it on the same principle as in the previous line, hoping that it would in turn hurt them. Now, this is a gamble in a way. Reason being, if you were put in a really disturbing grim situation by a supposed loved one, chances are that they didn’t actually love you or care for you enough. SO, when you go about sacrificing yourself, inflicting pain upon yourself, with a hope of evoking a response wherein the person feels that they are responsible for you current condition, you are on the losing end. If they don’t respond, you would have not only ended up hurting yourself, but would be worse off than you earlier were, as the act establishes the apathy from the other side. To know that a person who loved so much at a point of time has no concern whatsoever for you, is one of the worst feeling ever.

To make sure you aren’t the playing the ball game to lose, make sure you don’t make the situation a ball game in the first place. It’s not always about getting back at people for what they did to you. Sometimes the best is to forget for it is the quickest way to alleviating ourselves from the pain, rather than to reel under it, agonizing and antagonizing. Don’t go about killing yourself for what they did, rather concentrate on what you did, and what you must do. Time plays a part in healing as long as you are wiling to use it to fill your life with happiness. The continuum of sorrow and merriment, isn’t misery and inebriation, but a series of fruitful wondrous moments.



We aren’t perfect in life and a testament to that is usually the blinding forces of sorrow and wrath which engulf us on and off, setting us towards the darker side of life where we agonize and antagonize. We perceive every opportunity as a hurdle in life and dwell in indolence to let that moment pass, only bereaving and hoping that something magically might set things straight in life. We believe in anybody who pleases us with goodwill of our gracious non-existent abilities and talents, while turning deaf to the voice of our true saviours who have the courage to criticize us for our shortcomings.

Have you ever lost someone dear to you, only because you weren’t willing to step up? Have you ever felt that you could have done grasped onto an opportunity, but didn’t, only to regret it later? Has there ever been a moment of rage when you stormed towards the mirror, and looked eye to eye with the person in it and told him, that everything things that you stood for is slowly fading away because you couldn’t take control of your life? Well, like I said, we aren’t perfect. The best things towards absolve ourself of such moments is to accept our faults. You may go on blaming the whole world for all that happens to you, but in the end, you realise you were that one at fault all along. How could you let that happen to you in the first place? I’m not saying that you need to pick up those boxing gloves and box your way to everything in life, I just believe that we are the creators of own destiny, and there is no room for blaming anyone else for our faults. 

Motivation as it is, is not something you objectively get your hands onto. It is something that drives you, pushes you to take that crucial step towards what you believe in. It is that force which tells you, how to push up from that 10th mile to that 11th mile, not because you need to prove me wrong, or the world wrong, but because you need to celebrate yourself. You have to keep going not because it is essential for survival but because you know if you don’t, there is the life of mediocrity standing right behind you with it’s arms wide open to embrace you as you lose. What lies back there is peaceful, oh Yes..very peaceful and equally warming…but not at all challenging. Motivation doesn’t need to come from someone else, it needs to come from within. It needs to come by placing that fact that you were born to serve a purpose. You maybe no believer in God or any other superpower, but do remember that the Law of Nature entails that, either stand up for yourself our be a prey to its diabolic love. Have a peaceful life which is basically nothing than a misnomer for a defeated purpose and nothing to show for. Come as a baby, die as a blip on the timeline of eternity.


Mind is extraordinarily powerful. Powerful enough to subdue you into complete misery where you contemplate the end to your life, powerful enough to make a man rise from his ashes. Without belief, the mind doesn’t serve its rightful purpose, it never gains its true potential. If power doesn’t, logic doesn’t, desire doesn’t, than its the belief which helps us walk through those tough times. 


Desire and intent are two factors which may break you or make you. Dwell in an idea, fantasize about it because your power of imagination allows you to..But never pass it off as reality for that surreality will kill you. Frame you desires which are prudent and which test you. But desires are essentially what we imagine, not what we want. These desires have to be backed by an intent, without which the desires have no relevance. Desires which don’t transcend into reality will stick with you forever . The only way out is to act on it, or you shall indulge in self pity wherein you tell yourself you never deserved it and settle down for less and regret with pain.


Get you act together, for life is short. Nobody is born great, it’s a choice you exercise.