May be right, may be wrong. But not absolute rubbish.
Going for the first time despite knowing perhaps I won't be able to achieve milestones as the support system is scary weak.
Somewhere back and deep in the mind the thought was what I will do, then, where I will end up life. Will I succeed, if not then what will I do? Whether I will be able to make both ends meet.
How will I face people at home, society, relatives and others?
The struggles were endless. If I go back in memory lane I observe I met many people, I made many good friends, I got support from many teachers, I got support from many people supposedly rich in society.
I met many employers.
But suddenly I realized through every step in life that no one was mine. No one was my support system, that was an illusion only.
As soon as people realized this guy is looking to achieve a milestone, suddenly I realized there were no friends, no well wishers, no supporters, no sympathizer. I found myself stranded in the deep seas of thoughts where actions were required.
And to take those actions some catalysts were required. In such times books and nature become my good friends. I took steps and kept failing without much sorrow. Yes, I enjoyed every small thing that happened during these times.
And the journey continued. …….’.........miles to go before I sleep……, ………….’..........
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