Heads, it is!

After all the farewells why does one have to still say a final goodbye to a departing pal? Why do we still hope for something which is miraculously out of our reach? Why is it important to say something to someone when we already convey it through our actions? Isn’t wishful thinking a crime in this age of hopelessness and impossibility?


These are some of the questions going through my head recently. Why and why nots. Do’s and don’t’s! Life is complex? Or we make it complex through our thought process? In this age of gadgets when every product boasts of simplifying stuff why do we end up complicating the simple things. Or is it the part of the human tendency to test one’s own resolve. To reach to the limit, to outstretch, to outperform and to out shine others. To be the knight in the shining armor, to be the great one, the one that everyone looks up to.


If one chooses to opt for the latter then at what cost? Study accounts and you can further complicate this by adding the opportunity cost factor, the cost of selecting one alternative over another. Some do it at the expense of their dreams, some at the cost of their families and some by putting themselves at stake. So it boils down to the choices that we make. The choice to say that good bye at the airport, the choice of reaching for that impossible dream, choice to remain wishful and the choice of calling heads over tails.


May be I am not wise but I hope to make the right choice, the right call, And guess what? I have already made that choice, the hope of hitting the nail on its head, the sensation of achieving the impossible, the liberty of opting for hope against gloom, love against hate and dream against giving up!

Because I luv wishful thinking! And I luv my choices in life :)

Ciao! Aaich.

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