Yesterday, I used to look at the mountains with a dream of reaching the top. Every moment, every step, every breath, made me think of those beautiful scenery which I would be able to see from that perfect destination and I had a sweet little fire, a little pain, when I used to think about it. It seemed so beautiful that I just wanted to get started even though I knew it was not that easy. But this little fire and pain of my heart was enough to get me started. And finally that day came when I put myself to test, passed and started.
And today here I am on my way to the top of the mountain. But when I look back and see myself, I find that fire that pain that enthusiasm is getting lost. I tried to find it, but it seems that its drowning in a big sea and no one is there who can rescue it. Should I really regret of getting started? Should I stop moving forward? Should I go back? What should I do? How much ever I try to move, this tough path slows me down. Yes, I am moving, but I am slow and not satisfied. Whenever I am sure of my success, something or the other prevents me from reaching the exact point I wanted to. I always reach a little less. But I knew I deserved it. Sometimes it was my small mistakes, sometimes it was just my fate. But I deserved it. I know I deserved it.
Why is this happening? Am I not able to see something that is for my good? Or is it because what I dreamt yesterday and was so sure of, was wrong??
No No No !!
I am not going to regret it. I am the one who can rescue that beautiful pain that fire that enthusiasm from drowning into the sea and nobody else. I will NOT stop. These tough paths will make me strong, very strong. And, then when tomorrow comes, I will become so strong that nobody will ever be able to knock me down and I will be standing still on the top of the mountain looking at the beautiful scenery and the way which brought me here and thinking, how stupid I was to think that I was wrong. 😀