August 8, 2006

Memories

Life is an endless journey. A journey that we begin once we come into our own. Once we realise our essence and our individuality. Once we truly accept who we are and look at the possibilities of what we can become. We then start setting goals for ourselves. From little things like getting a prefect’s badge to bigger things like getting into an institute you have been dreaming about, the goals get bigger and bigger. Once each attempt has been deemed a success or a failure, we move on to the next one. It is the adrenaline of looking forward to something, which keeps us going. We need a meaning, a purpose and a cause to strive for. The rush that you feel when something goes right is like no other. And the immense pain when it doesn’t makes you learn to try harder till you get it right. At every stage, each person is faced with a crossroad. He must choose where he wants to go. The intricate web of each path is interwoven with our own individual destinies. At every instance in life, our destinies cross with those of other people’s. Every contact leaves us with something that is indelible. A gesture, a quirk, a characteristic and emotions related to each of these gives rise to memories.

2 comments:

Pravahan said...

And at the end of it all, memories are all that remain.

Maybe, you'll like reading this book: "Many Lives, Many Masters", by Dr. Brian Weiss.

You'll probably be amazed to know how, in certain cases, people actualy carried their memories to several lives beyond.

Check this out: http://store.indiatimes.com/book/PlanetMBookDetails.jsp?audbookid=aub00000872

Gautam said...

Thats concise!
Loved each and every word and their tapestry.