What is the purpose of this blog? Purpose is a very funny word. Depressing, uplifting, call it what you may but I find it funny. Why is it that everything we do needs a purpose? I like to write. There is no purpose, I do it because it calms me, clears my mind and gives me a sense of order. Is it a crime? The only price I'm paying is time. Like many others, after a month of introspection, I had my "eureka" moment. I haven't cracked the code. In fact, I don't know what I'll do tomorrow. What I do know is that I'm in pursuit of understanding life. This blog is a collection of my thoughts. Mind you, this blog wasn't created with an intent of order. I might go weeks without writing or I might spend weeks, writing daily. This is just a by-product of my thoughts. Cognitive reverie. We are all in pursuit of something. For some it's money, for others fitness and so on. The saddest are those that are in pursuit of happiness. Happiness, as I believe, should be the ingredient and not the product. Back to the word "purpose", there is no purpose for this blog. These are just a collection of my thoughts, my views on life as I embark on this beautiful journey to understand it. Life, I believe is an infinite puzzle. I might fail in my pursuit of solving this puzzle. That doesn't depress me. Of course, "solved the puzzle of life" is a good engraving on my tombstone but I embrace the uncertainty of life. I'm in pursuit of these jigsaw pieces. They could be emotions, travel, food, relationships, music, anything. I'm going to solve this puzzle starting from the center, building my way radially, exploring the realms of infinity, where I believe lies the question of my pursuit. I don't know what interests me in this pursuit, all I know is that this is what I'm spending the rest of my life doing. I don't know if I'll do this as a scientist, an engineer, an entrepreneur or just someone sitting by the sea. Tomorrow's uncertainty does scare me. It's a chaos but the belief that the dots will somehow connect in the future lets me find order amidst the chaos. Now that I've answered the question to the purpose of this blog, I'll take leave. Until next time!
I've always wanted to write about decisions. It is a topic I've always found funny yet something I have never really understood. To set things straight, I am of the opinion that decisions is what makes us "us" and not anybody else. The immediate consequence is almost always regret. What intrigues me is, is regret a simple hatred of our past, or is it simply a disregard? Understanding that the decision maker was us, I don't get how regret has a role to play in defining who we are. The straight forward path always seems to be the one where we make our decisions and live by them. This is what most self-help books or any inspiring talk would talk about. I disagree. Though I don't really understand regret, I believe it is a necessary evil. It is simply us acknowledging the mistake we've made. This is truly the first step to growth. We're often given choices to make, from whether to snooze or wake up to whether we should save or spend. Like in vid...
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