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Life....A Quest !!

Was inspired to write after reading a couple of blogs few days back. There were a couple of things that I really liked.

Both of them had a philosophical note.

Think of Life as a Quest for a Moment that Stays…

Aint that Cool…Don’t all of us relate to that…

The often heard thing that we're told by sympathetic friends & well-wishers, when we go to them with our not-so-great lives is " Count your blessings", "Think of the Good Time's you've had", " Think of the fact that you are much much better of than millions out there"...

But isn’t that a sad way to live. To live " Relatively "... to feel that you have had your share of Good times & Happiness that Life had in store for you... and be content about it. I believe it is.

But that is how things are these days. They say the only thing that is constant is change... don’t know if it is applicable to this situation.


Neways, .. A Good News...

My cousin gave birth to an Angel....I'm an aunty now... :-). ..If Just looking at her pics brings smile to my face & joy to heart... can’t imagine what motherhood would be like….


For the time being…life’s isn’t that bad….I’m happy. …happy to get a break from the omnipresent gloom.

Comments

Rosh said…
Without experincing pain would you be able to appreciate good times as you do now?
Life is all about the 'Perfect Imbalance' - as I love to call it.
If one leans more towards happininess(or sadness), the equilibrium is broken and the imbalance sets in thus ruining the perfect life.


Cheers,
Rosh
(http://roshabraham.blogsome.com)
Mon Dec 15, 05:27:00 PM
Rahul Jain said…
I relate to this line "Sad way to live 'Relatively'...(when we are told to count blessings, wishes, what we have and others don't) too often reminded by people around to lift the mood "Temporarily" but it doesn't work nor worked.
Wed Mar 24, 01:29:00 PM
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