Monday 2 December 2013

Peak of the Mountain! (it is really success)



Many gestures have since been developed - the ‘aadaab’ with the one hand raised in respect to each other in the Muslims, the hand shake with the other - a western dominated act among the Caucasian white … how did they come about ..?

Many felt that the hand shake was devised such that the other hand be free to pull out a weapon of defence, in case the meeting went hostile. Those were referred to in times of the old .. but worth thinking on ..
There are deeds that comply with all that is required, efforts that are made, integrity of performance, honesty in belief and all other that signifies the right .. yet … what emerges does not necessarily come out the way it was desired.

Was our desire too ambitious ? Were our efforts falling short of requirement ? Did we expect too much ? One can never tell. But what one can tell, is the extent of disappointment of lost achievement. It does become difficult to find fault in our efforts, mostly. If we could, we would never make them or be cautious of the oncoming stumble of a non performance. More often than not, we tend to blame fortune, stars, luck and additional such attributes to our failures .. pretty normal .. ( love the expression ‘pretty’ in the english tongue, to describe normality .. heheh ) …

But I learnt today as I watched ‘The Killing’ a tale which is narrated to a person on the verge of despair and renunciation due to circumstances that prevail upon him, which gave me courage to put it down for sharing among us. I have already lit the twit with it … but I thought I should log the blog as well ..

'Bad luck either destroys you, or … makes you the person you really are !!'

Failure makes you reticent, complacent at times. At times angry. But angered determination to right the wrong is a massive temperament. No … I am not going to justify this through my personal experiences or experiments. That would be too arrogant for me. I merely wish to let it lie, like that leaf in a pool of turbulent water, fighting the gentle waves that threaten to sink it, but fail because of its resilience !!

I free myself from the tutorials of character, free myself from formulae, free it at will and one’s own inner self, so that instead of it assuming a uniform universality, those that practice are free to interpret their own deeds in the manner of their own temperament.

I am often faced with inane questions on the reason for failings, and what keeps me going …

I find these offensive and detrimental. By asking the reason it conveys to me, that they would rather wish I stayed in this situation for a long period, if at all I were to be embracing it. Can anyone truly answer the reason for personal success or failure? Can we truly firm speech on the texts of definite and guaranteed achievement ? And how many have actually followed guidelines without effort to achieve it ? Nothing can ever be termed to be successful for one individually, through prescribed documents or comment. Without the element of personal hard and laboured effort, the sweat of your brow, the pains of your internals, can one truly lay claim to the subject under discussion …. and I deliberately subtract the usage of the word ‘success’, because it reduces the value of the argument !!

It is time then for one to ponder, to resolve and act, rather than hope to be led by your fingers to that pinnacle, envied by all …

Get there in humility, in its grace and importantly in its inconsistency … there is not enough room at the top of the highest mountain in the world. Those that conquer it, exult with joy, leave symbols of their presence on it and return voluntarily to base camp … giving time and space to others to attempt that final climb, and to come down eventually, for others to get up there …

My protein of life and daily existence awaits me, along with the inputs that reservedly give me required or absent vitamin ..

…. for me to consume … and to arise again to determine the reflection of my effort for the next trial …

Till then... with lots of love...

DiL.

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