Supposedly fixed, and defined our soul splits through multiple forms and emotions surpassing all tenets of noble learning. A brilliant juggler which flexes emotions of wit, wisdom, composure, anger, intellect, evil, somnolence and vigour.
Who am I can never attain a constant definition nor purpose. An arcane form which never conforms to fixed characteristics. Haven’t we ever witnessed a very serious and sombre man going berserk whenever his team win’s the match, or a subjugated woman suddenly abrogating all social obligations and displaying renewed strength? A coy and demure girl making all attempts to flirt with her hair locks, the rebellion guy who goes up and help an old man cross the road.
Contradictions!! Aren’t they? Every soul is therefore a circus when at times it wants to be retro cool or glamorously dated, or exhibit controlled violence, a mild retort, a gentle submission or an angry uproar, willingly confused between with what it projects and what it believes in.
However, amongst these entire stimuli our values determine the ultimate answer to the bizarre questions of nature, purpose and meaning of life. We might juggle through different responsibilities but the ultimate ring master which guides us in this circus is our values. The past, the education, the money, the affair, the circumstance, the failure, the success all fall back on our great repository of values which we imbibe through the years.
Every act of ours that stages on the show of life has an undeciphered script. It is the performers will and spirit that decodes it and give an act unparalleled by any situation. So juggle, tumble , mime , combat through life while paying attention to the ultimate ring master!!
Who am I can never attain a constant definition nor purpose. An arcane form which never conforms to fixed characteristics. Haven’t we ever witnessed a very serious and sombre man going berserk whenever his team win’s the match, or a subjugated woman suddenly abrogating all social obligations and displaying renewed strength? A coy and demure girl making all attempts to flirt with her hair locks, the rebellion guy who goes up and help an old man cross the road.
Contradictions!! Aren’t they? Every soul is therefore a circus when at times it wants to be retro cool or glamorously dated, or exhibit controlled violence, a mild retort, a gentle submission or an angry uproar, willingly confused between with what it projects and what it believes in.
However, amongst these entire stimuli our values determine the ultimate answer to the bizarre questions of nature, purpose and meaning of life. We might juggle through different responsibilities but the ultimate ring master which guides us in this circus is our values. The past, the education, the money, the affair, the circumstance, the failure, the success all fall back on our great repository of values which we imbibe through the years.
Every act of ours that stages on the show of life has an undeciphered script. It is the performers will and spirit that decodes it and give an act unparalleled by any situation. So juggle, tumble , mime , combat through life while paying attention to the ultimate ring master!!
@Dark enigma : thank u very much
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