here i am all alone,rather not alone but drinking with ma flatmate and wondering about the pleasures of falling in love.we talk about our past relations our so called lost love ,so called broken dreams and then we make another peg.
sometimes life takes so many folds u somehow forget yr true self and try to live and adapt in our formed and imagined world.we think this is the true me,the true identity but when we are all alone and forced to ponder about things that means no sense now ,or are lost in the abyss of darkness of life we realize that what we r building is nothing but an illusion.the true self is lost somewhere behind in the race to be practical and win in the cruel world.but if thts what is important to live and survive in today's world then why do we become nostalgic about our past lives,why do we ponder abt the things about past,why do the past memories hold so importance that in loneliness or in midst of smoke and dissiness what we could see and figure out are those forgotten memories.why do they haunt us today too. when we look behind they seem just like a dream of a distant past or a tale of our previous life.
maybe there is some relation tht we keep coming back to them.maybe we are missing some links,maybe we are missing the main links,maybe the whole thing or maybe we are missing our inner self.
i think why we linger about the past is not they hold importance to us now or even if they, thts not the whole idea.the idea lies in the true being of yr identity.in the urge to be among the elites u hv forgotten yr tue self and these memories are just a way to make u realize tht ur missing no one but the true u, kept locked inside in the bars of ignorance named as practical world coated with sugar called as success much popularly known as the mantra of being successful.
to this i wonder what a true successful person is.the one who has all the riches in his life or the one who is is away from all worldy pleasures.they say both are related.some say that riches bring happiness ,some say even the sages are happy so u dont need any riches.to this i ponder again and then i realized why do we ponder about things.a true happy person is who doesnt have to think about anything.for some , money can be happiness,for some it could be peace,some could name it as lust, some as family ;but in the end whats common is man id achieving is what he desired.
if the real aim of ones life is to get what he desires why do we need to mold us according to the world.if the ultimata lies in our own hands why do we change ourselves.if we are the real ourselves then we would better understand what we desire and maybe can get away from the unendable debate or the confusion of ultimate aim of life called as happiness.
