Photography Quotes
The sparks that fly from the fire by rubbing two stones fuels up a bigger fire.
Well it’s a thought that has dwelt in my head for sometime now. Finding that spark that lights up the larger picture. I am totally envious of all those amazing people who have found that zest and gone after their dreams. Its indeed a blessing for them. As life’s years are passing by, unrest stirs within me to find my dream. Days are mundane and routines are catching up on me. Do I love my work? I like my work and do a decent job but the fire in the belly to go up the ladders is dying down. Is it because of the sluggishness that has shadowed my work? I am not too sure on that. I am getting to feel that my world is definitely not in the one that I am currently engrossed with day in and out. It is beyond this.
In an age of technology where you have everything at the click of a button, these are the things that cannot be answered by google :) I feel that I am a jack of all trades but master of none which can be problem :D Half baked cakes are no good however appealing they appear. I am getting into a self analytical mode which is important at this stage. There is so much to do but looks like that time is running out. In the mad race, everybody have their running shoes on and are busy in the marathon of life. I have to take off my shoes and reflect on what I want to do with myself. The passion has to be discovered. How I wish that things were easy but then I guess that challenges are important and shape you as a person. I know the path ahead will not be easy but I got to take my chances at it. As much I engulf myself in melancholia many a times but I always try to see light at the end of tunnel. I am a strong believer in giving your everything to what you want and the universe conspires to make it happen. So my search for my other road will be on till I get one and someday I want my life to reverberate on the lines of Robert Frost’s poem that is one of favorites :
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Well it’s a thought that has dwelt in my head for sometime now. Finding that spark that lights up the larger picture. I am totally envious of all those amazing people who have found that zest and gone after their dreams. Its indeed a blessing for them. As life’s years are passing by, unrest stirs within me to find my dream. Days are mundane and routines are catching up on me. Do I love my work? I like my work and do a decent job but the fire in the belly to go up the ladders is dying down. Is it because of the sluggishness that has shadowed my work? I am not too sure on that. I am getting to feel that my world is definitely not in the one that I am currently engrossed with day in and out. It is beyond this.
In an age of technology where you have everything at the click of a button, these are the things that cannot be answered by google :) I feel that I am a jack of all trades but master of none which can be problem :D Half baked cakes are no good however appealing they appear. I am getting into a self analytical mode which is important at this stage. There is so much to do but looks like that time is running out. In the mad race, everybody have their running shoes on and are busy in the marathon of life. I have to take off my shoes and reflect on what I want to do with myself. The passion has to be discovered. How I wish that things were easy but then I guess that challenges are important and shape you as a person. I know the path ahead will not be easy but I got to take my chances at it. As much I engulf myself in melancholia many a times but I always try to see light at the end of tunnel. I am a strong believer in giving your everything to what you want and the universe conspires to make it happen. So my search for my other road will be on till I get one and someday I want my life to reverberate on the lines of Robert Frost’s poem that is one of favorites :
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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