Every person in this world has a story. We often call it life. But it is a beautiful story that could make people laugh as well make them cry. But who exactly is the author of this story: of our own story? This was a question that was going on in my mind for a quite a sometime now.
As I dwelt more on this, I found myself in a more deeper thought. The spiritual side of me, told me it is God, who holds the pen to write our story. Sometimes I felt it is me alone. At other times I felt it was others who script my story. The realist in me says it is me alone who can write my story, but there are some pages that are written by others, but when I allow them to do so.
At the bottom line of my thought process I concluded what the realist in me told me. Indeed it is me who write my story and at times there are other people like our parents, friends (some close, some good, some bad), some unknown who write some pages, but only when I allow them. But it is there for sure they can't end my story without my permission. And if that is the case, the right to destroy my story or make my story lies with me.
Coming back to my spiritual self who told me that is God who holds the pen; was disturbing now. I knew for sure that God has a role in my story, but how?
I then come to a realization that the Supreme Being (as I call God) will guide us, but to honor his guidance is up to me. Seldom we follow his guidance, and when everything goes bad, we don't hesitate to blame Him, forgetting that the author of our story was me. The Supreme Being was only an inspiration, a Guide whom we can choose to ignore or abide by.
Ultimately, the author of my story is me. And we all have a author of a beautiful story called life within us. At times when times are rough, we can make a thriller of our story. We can slow down or rush as we choose. It is me who decides it. Whether it should be a tragedy or a happy ending is again in our hands.
The only thing that bugs me is that we don't know when our story will end, or how many more pages I could write. There are many people whose story remains incomplete and they run out of pages. Tragedies are bound to happen when they are to happen. But till that point in time, I can make sure the story I have written so far, should be a good one, a memorable one.
On this note, I will end the post and continue writing my story. Wishing you all a happy WRITING.
As I dwelt more on this, I found myself in a more deeper thought. The spiritual side of me, told me it is God, who holds the pen to write our story. Sometimes I felt it is me alone. At other times I felt it was others who script my story. The realist in me says it is me alone who can write my story, but there are some pages that are written by others, but when I allow them to do so.
At the bottom line of my thought process I concluded what the realist in me told me. Indeed it is me who write my story and at times there are other people like our parents, friends (some close, some good, some bad), some unknown who write some pages, but only when I allow them. But it is there for sure they can't end my story without my permission. And if that is the case, the right to destroy my story or make my story lies with me.
Coming back to my spiritual self who told me that is God who holds the pen; was disturbing now. I knew for sure that God has a role in my story, but how?
I then come to a realization that the Supreme Being (as I call God) will guide us, but to honor his guidance is up to me. Seldom we follow his guidance, and when everything goes bad, we don't hesitate to blame Him, forgetting that the author of our story was me. The Supreme Being was only an inspiration, a Guide whom we can choose to ignore or abide by.
Ultimately, the author of my story is me. And we all have a author of a beautiful story called life within us. At times when times are rough, we can make a thriller of our story. We can slow down or rush as we choose. It is me who decides it. Whether it should be a tragedy or a happy ending is again in our hands.
The only thing that bugs me is that we don't know when our story will end, or how many more pages I could write. There are many people whose story remains incomplete and they run out of pages. Tragedies are bound to happen when they are to happen. But till that point in time, I can make sure the story I have written so far, should be a good one, a memorable one.
On this note, I will end the post and continue writing my story. Wishing you all a happy WRITING.
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