“Life is indeed a mystical blend of flowers and thorns”.
If I sit down for a moment and ponder over my past years, I reminisce grief-stricken, moments as well as times which I will cherish forever. I have had a fair share of happiness and sorrow, winning and losing, success and failure, and I believe I am no exception.
Everyone, who is anyone, shares the same reality with me, whether he or she admits it or not. But, very so often, we tend to forget our blessings and remember every small fragment of injustice. This is human. But there is indeed no point in being-crest fallen and blaming luck, if one looks at it from an unbiased point of view.
However, what really hurts, what really stings deep into our hearts and causes tears to flow from our eyes, is actually when we work profoundly and give in our optimum in any task or project and still no one acknowledges it. No one is there to applaud our priceless efforts. No one. Can one believe it? We stand there in disbelief. Waiting for some words of encouragement and praise, but Alas! Nothing happens…
Is it not sardonic? Many a times life does this to us. It passes us not even noticing that we exist, not even bothering to notice, as if it is mocking at us. I wonder why?
But then again, have you ever ruminated and thought why we need such appreciation? Should we really crave for such acknowledgements knowing that it is coming from a world which has yet to distinguish between sense and nonsense? Aristotle said, “ Dignity does not exist in possessing honors but in deserving them”.
To me, knowing that I deserve is sufficient. And when I feel as if I am not being praised enough, I read this poem by Walt Whitman,
“I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no one in the world be aware, I sit content
One world is aware (and by far the largest to me) and that is myself;
And whether I come to my own today,
Or in ten thousand or ten million years…
I can cheerfully take it now;
Or with equal cheerfulness…
I can wait.”
“I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no one in the world be aware, I sit content
One world is aware (and by far the largest to me) and that is myself;
And whether I come to my own today,
Or in ten thousand or ten million years…
I can cheerfully take it now;
Or with equal cheerfulness…
I can wait.”
I strongly believe that life keeps giving you tears and sorrows, and then unexpectedly rewards you with happiness and a reason to smile which is worth all your tears… all your sorrows. So, meanwhile, then shouldn’t we all just cheerfully wait??