Aren’t we all a little afraid
of admitting the truth?
Maybe we have no idea why we are doing what we are doing.
Maybe we should have said what was on our mind.
Maybe the second option should have been our first.
Maybe we should start over.
Maybe tomorrow won’t be the way we pictured it to be.
We think about it all the time.
All this stuff.
And it keeps us awake.
It makes us spend hours trying to gaze into the future.
Trying to make sense of the uncertainty.
Trying to eliminate the risk.
Trying to draw up a plan of some kind.
Trying to make a list of rules to follow.
Trying to come up with a formula to succeed.
And then, all of a sudden,
We feel at ease.
Because we think that we’ve cracked that secret code.
The one that can set things right.
The one that is the key to that door that we’ve
been trying to open for what seems like forever.
The one that we think is perfect in every way.
But maybe we’re wrong.
Because things might take a totally different turn.
Life as always has other plans.
Was making that plan a waste of time?
Or were those questions that we asked ourselves a lie?
What then, is the best way to live?
I have no idea, I have to admit.
I am a little afraid.
And that is the truth.
But then, aren’t we all?
But what if we follow our heart in the end?
Maybe we could fly.
And yes it’s true, we could fall.
But it’s the possibility that we need to look at.
And win against all the doubts.
Be brave enough to make that choice.
Speak your mind.
Move to a new city.
Embrace the flawed decisions that you may have made.
Because no matter what,
It’s never too late
we’re all a little afraid.
If only we were able to fast forward things and see how they would turn out to be sometimes, decisions would be so much easier.
After all, it’s hard to deal with the fear of the unknown.
More so, overcome it.
They say it’s always amazing when you reach the other side, that everything great lies there.
So the question is, are you willing to take the leap?
To move forward knowing that things will never be perfect?
Do you believe enough to hold onto faith as tightly as you can?
Because the truth is, that tomorrow’s always going to throw you off a bit.
With its mysterious ways of challenging you over and over again.
But then, there is a certain charm in taking chances.
Because sometimes, if you’re lucky enough,
They can lead you to exactly where you need to go.
Say yes more often to things.
Because if this was your one shot at happiness,
You wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.
Stop. Imagine. Go crazy. Make a deal with the universe.
And remember – The unknown is just something awesome
waiting to be discovered.
So yes. I know it took a while.
To find an answer to what you had asked me.
But that’s only because there wasn’t just one.
“How do you feel now that it’s over?”, that was the question.
Honestly, I had no idea what to say back then.
Since I had just ended a journey.
Or should I say won a battle?
It was me against myself.
Constantly competing to be better.
To absorb all the great things that were going on around me then.
I felt like a ship
that had finally reached its destination.
After sailing across some magnificent oceans.
Surviving the rough tides.
I felt like a wounded soldier
Who had just returned home from war.
Carrying the scars of a battle never to be forgotten.
Whose eyes seek nothing but the embrace of loved ones.
Perhaps part of me felt like a bird in a cage.
One that had just been set free.
One that was ready to soar among the glorious sky.
To explore places that until now had only been dreamt of.
But the strongest feeling was that of hope.
Faith that tomorrow,
I would be able to face every challenge and succeed.
Because the woman who you saw after she had walked across that stage
With tears of joy in her eyes was ready.
Ready to wear her newfound strength as her armor.
To chase her next goal.
To start to build a life that she secretly envisioned a year ago.
You see. It wasn’t over.
In fact, it would never be.
Because as soon as I struck a pose holding proof of my victory, I knew.
There was so much more to come.
So, if I really had to give you an answer today,
Here’s what I would say –
I feel incredible.
But also a little afraid.
Because I have no idea what the future holds.
But in the end,
I know that I am now strong enough,
And that I will be just ok
So get ready to ask me again a year from now.
And I promise,
It won’t be the same…
From a distance, I admired the view.
For I had always dreamt of Ferris wheels.
I was fascinated by the way they moved.
Slow and gentle.
Allowing you to breathe in the depth of the sky.
It was powerful, that rotating wheel.
Full of hope.
After all, it could stop time.
No wonder then, that it was most people’s dream.
To sit within those tiny chambers,
with the ones that they loved.
Appreciating the little things that life had to offer-
Gelato, a chance to take the perfect picture,
Or having a second to truly look into each other’s eyes
and pour their hearts out.
It wasn’t just about watching the beautiful bridge
that connected two cities
Or gasping as the water reflected the bright purple lights.
It was also about the thrill of the escape.
From everything that stood still below.
Those endless reasons that stood between
What you wished you could do and what you needed to instead.
At some point, you would be there-
Right at the top.
Able to stare at the moon and watch the stars.
To try and look for symmetrical lines that formed
what they call constellations.
The ones with the funny names.
The ones that are always hard to find.
And that’s when you would completely forget
it all – the worries, the questions the continuous
search for something better.
All of that would be replaced by laughter.
As you cracked those ridiculous jokes.
Used those bathroom singing skills
And talked about life.
Then at some point, it would be time.
To descend back into the madness.
To face the uncertainty of what tomorrow
And someday you would come back.
And just stand there, staring at it-
that Ferris wheel.
Just like me.
Thanking it for letting you see what truly mattered.
And as always, it would give you hope.
Because it would remind you of that moment.
When everything wasn’t necessarily perfect.
But it was exactly what you needed it to be…
A picture of a little girl dressed in white, sitting calmly on a tiny studio chair; with an innocent face, eyes full of curiosity and a faint smile – that’s what the world sees now.
But it isn’t the whole story. As she grew up, she was told a secret by her parents – that right before the moment that this picture was clicked, she had fallen. And she had tears in her eyes. Afraid of what had happened. Lying on the ground. Not knowing how to pick herself up. She was one year old after all. And there were many lessons that were yet to be learned.
But she was surrounded by people that she loved. She was picked up by her mother and made to try one more time. To give it one more shot. And that’s when she succeeded at it – smiling again, ready to strike a pose, observing everything that was around her.
She was a girl who needed very little to be happy – a glass of Cola, her mom’s gentle embrace, her dad’s piggyback rides and watching WWE with her brother. She was protected, just like a little princess.
Years passed by, and as she grew older, life became harder. She made a lot of friends but was able to keep very few. She had to travel all over the world and call a new place home every now and then. She had to learn how to speak in different languages and make change her best friend.
Change – that was the biggest challenge. It was like having to be a new person. It meant having to let go of things – sometimes completely and sometimes in parts. So, she learned how to say “goodbye” more than how to say “hello”.
With every adventure, she grew stronger. She was able to wipe away the tears by herself. Able to conquer the fear of failure. Able to fight to get back up every time she fell.
With time, everything around her became a little more different. The world became a little more complex. And she wasn’t protected as much anymore, because she stayed oceans away from the ones who had picked her up for the very first time.
But, there’s one thing that she could never forget – that one secret that she was told by her parents. It reminded her of how important it was to never give up. To always have hope in her heart. To believe in herself and also in the universe, even though it worked in the strangest ways.
And that’s what made her come so far. It’s what made her bold enough to make her own decisions. To make mistakes. To learn from them. To know how to do the right thing. To dare to challenge the impossible.
They were still the true source of joy for her, those little things – the Cola, the embrace and watching shows. The only thing that changed, was how valuable they had become.
She realized how important being loved was. How fortunate she was to have something that great. She was now wiser, that little girl dressed in white. And she continued to wear it with pride – that faint smile. She knew that she had come far from where she had started her journey. But she also knew that another adventure awaited her and that a new story had just begun.
Of course, life would knock her down again. But this time, she would be ready.
We work so hard to make sure that they are part of our life – those things that matter the most. Then why is it that they are the first ones that we forget about, or choose to let go of when things get tough?
As time passes, or as we move on from one leap of faith to another, memories are built.Moments are captured and framed on our favorite wall.
But then, reality happens.
Fear starts to exist-
The constant thought that we may not be able to live up to expectations.
Or that we may not be capable of doing whatever it takes to keep those things.
We begin to question whether we are good enough.
Whether we will be able to do justice to everything that we have created till now.
The footprints that we left along the way-
Some have faded,
And some remain in the hearts of many, that have set out on their own quests of self-discovery.
Would we ever look back at them and trace how far we have come?
Or would we choose to give them up?
As we start to find reasons, good ones
For having made the decisions that we did,
A little voice whispers in our head.
The one more famously known as what connects us to the “Soul of the world”.
Asking us to be brave.
Brave enough to turn around sometimes.
To remember just how much every part means.
To have the courage to question ourselves.
And that’s when we must stop.
Take a moment to listen.
And if what we hear brings us joy,
Then we know that it is indeed worth fighting for.
Whatever you think that you must let go of.
Because it might be exactly what you need to keep going.
And if you’re lucky enough, the universe will reward you.
By gifting you with something called “forever”.
It will conspire to give you whatever you truly want.
Because, believe it or not, it was always meant to be…..
Every now and then, something will destroy you. Sometimes a little, and sometimes completely. It will test your patience. Push you to the edge. Challenge your strength. Demand your courage.
It will question everything that you believe in. And leave you thinking deep. About just how you were able to make all those decisions that made you stand at the place that you are at today. And why you made them.
You will break. Or maybe get scarred during the fierce battle between your mind and your heart. As you redefine your limits and push your boundaries. As you begin to realize that you are capable of withstanding so much more than you think. Of achieving what seems impossible.
You will fall. Or maybe bend a little. As you try to carry yourself through it all. Remembering exactly why you need to win. To get back up and move on.
You will hear all those voices. The ones that told you that you were not good enough. Or maybe that questioned whether you were the best choice and walked away.
You will face the fear. Of losing. Of never being able to be the same person again. Of giving away too much of yourself to someone.
But falling apart piece by piece isn’t really a bad thing.
In fact, it might be exactly what you need.
To see the beautiful mess that you can make.
To see how far you can go before breaking.
To get a chance to put yourself back together.
In a way, that nobody else can imagine of. Not even you.
Because when you rise after that something.
The something that destroys you.
Just a little. Or completely.
You will be a little better. Or maybe the best version of yourself.
And that’s when you realize that it’s all worth it.
The intense emotion, the unseen drama, the tough choices and the uncertainty.
So, embrace it. All of it.
And save it as a memory.
Because in the end, what once destroyed you will become a great story.
Step out of the door each day knowing that you can handle whatever it brings. Believe in your journey – look back at how far you’ve come. Be bold enough to make decisions without knowing exactly how they will turn out in the end. They may be far from perfect. But that won’t matter. Because they will be yours. Be honest. Say what’s on your mind more often. Don’t waste time thinking about it. Because maybe its exactly what someone wants to hear. Listen to your favourite song.
Spend time doing something you love. Don’t let your to do list take over. Be open to change. Greet a stranger. Smile for no reason. Stop thinking about how the world sees you. Embrace life just as it is. Even if its not what you had imagined it to be at this point. Destiny, is something that you have no control over. But when it comes to everything else, you’re in charge.
Work hard. Give it your all. So that when everything falls into place, you can say that you did something right. That you are proud. Of having made that choice.
Stand tall and keep moving. Wear your scars with pride. Let go of the fear. Because if you are lucky enough to have reached that point, you will know that you survived.