I hate war between countries but I am myself involved into a war; between me and my innerself. It’s been long. My innerself never attacks first. It doesn’t even defend itself. Still, it’s a war. A silent war. I justify my actions and I know it doesn’t approve it. And the war begins again. Each time I fight with more vigour but I lose. The best thing is; each time I lose, it gives me peace and I feel like winning.
Finish the undone. Don’t wait for tomorrow. Live life today. Don’t keep it for tomorrow. You never know. Hug the one you love one more time. Call the one away, one more time. Help someone one more time. Every day is an opportunity to finish the undone. This life is just a part of a long journey. Live this part well.
Many people spend their whole life defending their views. Once they say something, they take it personally and make it a responsibility to support that view forever. This may not be right. Deep down even they sometimes feel that they could be wrong. We must move ahead. Use knowledge not just to protect the past but expand the future. Holding a view is not bad. Sticking with it to protect one’s own ego is not good.
Integrity pays big time. Its like a spring. It bends a bit in the beginning but eventually flies up in the sky. Integrity works everywhere; in personal relationships as well as in the professional world. When you practice integrity, you don’t have to push hard each time. Your reputation is enough to get you the deal again and again. You don’t need a licence to practice it. There is no waiting period too. Once you decide, you can start from today or it may not happen in a lifetime. The reward of integrity is peace and the choice is yours.
When we have the habit of speaking more, we generally talk about our achievements or express our sufferings. Either of it is not good. People who speak more are mostly self centered, though they may not realize this. Rather, one should try to talk about the other person and show genuine interest in them. It is easy once we let go of the urge to prove our point in every discussion. Those who talk more have a few listeners. Those who don’t, have a long queue waiting.
I want to run away. There is so much of chaos. Every one wants my time and attention. I even oblige; and that’s the problem. End of the day, I am left with no time for myself. Every day, I promise to change things from tomorrow but it’s not happening. Escaping from the world seems to be the only option. Let me finish my work for today and I will surely run away tomorrow.
Motivation can come from anywhere. It can come from praise. It can come from achievers. It can come from love or for that matter pain. Guilt can also motivate like nothing else. No matter what, you must remain motivated at all times. Find a purpose. Make someone the reason. If you give up, it’s all over. If you are motivated, that’s all you need.
We are obsessed with results. There is an urge to prove our worth. We define success from the other person’s point of view. The whole life passes in quest of outer recognition and at the end of it we find we were unable to connect with our real self. We play it safe all our life; to follow the norms of society. We justify our action with superficial words. We die inside everyday but pretend to be happy in the outside world.
Hope for tomorrow is better than giving up today. Pain is better than artificial happiness. Silence is better than making false promises. Longing is better than conditional love. Death is better than a life of cowardice. Respect is better than wealth by wrong means. Losing with dignity is better than winning by cheating. Being self is better than living someone else’s life.
He knows his long term goal. Yet, he is busy in day to day affairs. He promises himself to finish his errands in life today and start focussing on his goals from tomorrow. It’s not happening. Years have passed. There is a lack of initiative. There is a bit of fear. There is a bit of comfort zone. Whatever, it’s not helping his cause. Today again he decided to act differently from tomorrow. Let’s see.
