Past few days a lot of thinking has gone into what's & why's of life, yada yada. So much so that I am probably just not the same person I was six months back.
Trust me, I must have done something so right to have been able to take the big leap of faith and take a break from the vicious fancy corporate job and a big city life. All this came down to one question or an answer, maybe. What was success to me? How did I evaluate my progress in life? Many people ask me what is that you want to do in the long run? I clearly have no clarity at this point of time in life to where I would want to end up. Also, I am kinda sure I am already past the phase where success would come kissing me the conventional way (or me kissing her, either way would have been cool ;')) Ohh wait, snap, maybe just maybe, I am already successful. Maybe success necessarily didn't mean big money or fame. Maybe success is also to be able to want to do something/ anything and to be able to do it.
I never heard anyone teach me about happiness, all I heard them was talk about success. But typical me, burned my hands too soon only to realize that it wasn't always necessary that success brought happiness. And happiness is the only success, in its truest, purest, greatest and most elaborate kinds. To me it is to be able to do whatever I want to do right now. Like maybe paint? Or pack my bags and leave into the wild? Or like write, pretty much what I am doing right now. Or just be home with parents after long 8 years. Or to be able to enjoy the moment doing nothing. If it truly makes you really happy, why not?
I met the most successful people, in every way the society thinks they should be, only to find they were the most unhappy people. (Like a CEO of a fortune 500) And also met ones who did not make it big, ones who just make basic living to be the happiest souls ever.(like a masseur from Europe working in the Indian Himalayas) Priorities perhaps? Thus maybe its not always worth fretting over. Embrace happiness. Sending positive energy and wishing happiness to everyone reading this :')
Trust me, I must have done something so right to have been able to take the big leap of faith and take a break from the vicious fancy corporate job and a big city life. All this came down to one question or an answer, maybe. What was success to me? How did I evaluate my progress in life? Many people ask me what is that you want to do in the long run? I clearly have no clarity at this point of time in life to where I would want to end up. Also, I am kinda sure I am already past the phase where success would come kissing me the conventional way (or me kissing her, either way would have been cool ;')) Ohh wait, snap, maybe just maybe, I am already successful. Maybe success necessarily didn't mean big money or fame. Maybe success is also to be able to want to do something/ anything and to be able to do it.
I never heard anyone teach me about happiness, all I heard them was talk about success. But typical me, burned my hands too soon only to realize that it wasn't always necessary that success brought happiness. And happiness is the only success, in its truest, purest, greatest and most elaborate kinds. To me it is to be able to do whatever I want to do right now. Like maybe paint? Or pack my bags and leave into the wild? Or like write, pretty much what I am doing right now. Or just be home with parents after long 8 years. Or to be able to enjoy the moment doing nothing. If it truly makes you really happy, why not?
I met the most successful people, in every way the society thinks they should be, only to find they were the most unhappy people. (Like a CEO of a fortune 500) And also met ones who did not make it big, ones who just make basic living to be the happiest souls ever.(like a masseur from Europe working in the Indian Himalayas) Priorities perhaps? Thus maybe its not always worth fretting over. Embrace happiness. Sending positive energy and wishing happiness to everyone reading this :')
