THE THREE MISTAKES OF MY LIFE

Hey buddy; it has been long time since I wrote anything. 

Well most of the October I have been travelling, and most of the November I have been thinking hard, trying to introspect. 
I had loads of inspiration from beautiful Mother Nature to write during my visit to South India and have almost a dozen of unedited articles right now.

But today, a strange realization dawned upon, instantly making me post this. 
Like everyone else, my life has been tough too. No, I am not here to tell you how difficult the journey has been, but how I made it more difficult for myself.

Whenever faced with a difficult situation, I do try to overcome the obstacles but with a thought of it being a difficult situation in my mind rather than taking it just as a challenge of life. This is the first mistake of my life.
When you think of such situations as difficulties or obstructions life becomes a journey and you start passing the years rather than living. 
Now I take them as a challenge and feel life is a game; a wild adventure. I enjoy my trains getting diverted, travelling in general class, sleeping on floor at railway stations and any other stuffs that come my way. I take it as a game where every match needs to be played so well, that either I could share tales of my bravery or my craziness with folks.
This makes life easier, as losing has become just a part of the game adding up to my craziness tales; with many more matches yet to play.

During my schooldays, I had a friend, who would always tell me that “I make things bitter with my thoughts when they could get better”. I always thought of that guy as a jerk, never paying heed to his words - The second mistake of my life. How could I make it bitter I used to rebuke. Just by attitude he said, but I never understood.

Half of the time we are listening and following people’s unintelligent advice while ignoring the intelligent ones. Had I paid heed to those words, neither would I have this second mistake nor the first mistake of my life.  

Today, I ask, do you do the same buddy? Try it, tell yourself that things are good and will get better soon, and sure they would. This is indeed a psychological process. Our mind and heart accepts what we tell it. That is why, saying “All is well” like Aamir Khan in Three Idiots makes one feel so well.  Now all I do when disheartened is to gently place a hand on my chest and utter those three magical words, “All is well”. Trust me it works, buddy, after all Dil to Bacha Hai Ji(heart is a child).

 The biggest mistake, the third mistake of my life has been expectations. Like million other humans, I believed; a friend, a soul-mate, a lover or an angel could ease my pain. The tough experiences of the past do affect our soul, leaving a little sadness, bitterness in it. I committed the blunder of looking elsewhere for the balm of this pain. Someone would come and ease me of the pain like a magic I thought. I forgot, one could not be cured by external lotions when the wound is inside. Your soul is closest to you buddy. No one else can understand it like you, no one else can talk to that inner voice but only you. You have to cure it for your ignorance only wounds it and the heart. 
It took me a while to understand; cost me some friends, relations due to the expectations I had.
Sit for a day or two alone and then you will realize where the hurt is, what the cure is and all that you want from life. You have to be your savior buddy, for everyone else is busy carrying their share of burden, saving their lives.

Somewhere in this busy life,
Somewhere in this technologically progressive world,
One shut the doors to his heart and suppress his inner voice,
He forgets what makes him feel that he feels today, such loud is the noise!!!

Listen, listen this soft whisper buddy, your soul needs to talk to let things go by!!