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The phase of life - II

        Idle man's mind is a devil's workshop is all that we have heard, but it can also be when creativity begins. Years back I started this blog on one such moment of my idleness. Now am recreating the same moments. The phases of life I had thought earlier were common and smooth, but now I Face a new phase of life with uncertainty and confusion.

        The phase of life we hate to be in with. We have got lots to do, yet we stay lazy. we have got lots to read, yet we chose to close the books and never open them. There are many "yets" we do in this phase. We find it hard to focus and never even think of things which were once our dreams or goal. Maybe this part of life is inevitable and we all are bound to face it anyhow. 

        This is that portion of life we confuse our self about what we wanna be and trying to craft our future. But the truth is we cannot do any of those - "true story".In this moment of idleness, we also tend to narrate our past to ourselves and sit regretting things, which gives us no option other than getting more depressed. It's now that we should close the past chapters and do the 'yet'.It's strange that no one can skip this portion and jump off to the future either, So just move along the course and just be what we are now and life changes us when its time...

       All we have to think when things get hard on us is "It's not time, just stay calm"
To the people who are in this phase. we are nearing the doors that open to our real future ahead that clear out all confusion.
Just wait for it .... :) 

On such an idle day...
"I sat on my couch on a rainy day, wearing socks to keep me warm, and downloaded a devotional app on my phone. It's then I realized what I really want and am. I am being the good old daughter of my mother in the way she wants me. I was frustrated when my teacher turned me down about the interview I didn’t want to be a part of in the beginning. I had a hard time early that day finding out who I am, where I belong to, but as time passed on I could see the picture becomes clear. I am a person who is lazy but like to be with people I care for. I do mistakes and ready to accept them too. I love to be loved.  I am a person who wants things neat and tidy but works for them rarely and finds satisfaction when I do it. I was worried about being jobless but then realized I have got lots of time to accomplish things I love to do, not things being forced to do!. I found myself feeling happy seeing me in the clean mirror I just wiped, which am good at. If only ‘cleaning mirrors’ can be added to my resume.

Never mind, I can still clean the mirrors and see the ‘real me’- clear. The realization of what I am made me feel guilty and good at the same time. Years after the journey I reached here, where I think good and bad about the same things. I attained the state of mind to be empathetic than sympathetic. Then I started to hope back that things are going to fall into the right places. 

The only thing I have to do is let it go…….on its way"
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