I am going through a slightly rough patch because of some conscious mistakes that I made in last few months. There was a time when I loathed myself for the mistakes I made knowingly. However, I didn’t rush myself to get over that feeling. I let those thoughts get settled in, had my dose of motivational stuff, spoke my heart out to people and eventually told myself – “Hey! It’s not so bad after all”.
And now when I look at the whole situation objectively, I realize I am certainly in a favorable situation if not in a desirable situation. “Not desirable” because things that I had planned or wished for didn’t happen; yet “favorable”, because I’m a believer in the Destiny. I think things were destined to happen the way they happened. It’s all for the greater good. Jo hota hain ache ke liye hota hain.
For some, this destiny talk may sound bullshit. Fair enough. Let’s just claim that by putting the onus on destiny (or fate or whatever), I am running away from taking responsibility of the situation, of my mistakes. Keeping the destiny equation aside, I admit I am in a traumatic situation because of some conscious mistakes that I made. Yet, this, in no way, is an unfavorable situation as it gives me a chance to push myself further and to steer clear of the mess because I still have all the capability and freedom to. Because I’ve been fortunate enough to have made mistakes which didn’t affect a single basic necessity of my life – food, clothing, shelter, education, health, free speech. So, life will pretty much move on in my case. This undesirable situation gives me a chance to rise to it and make a dent. Who knows, I may end up making another set of mistakes. But life won’t still be badly affected. Touchwood! There are people in the world for whom such mistakes can cost them either of the basic necessities. I imagine myself in their situation. It would be horrible.
And so I realize that this freedom of making mistakes essentially comes up with a great responsibility. Responsibility of making these mistakes count for someone’s good; of correcting myself; of finding the purpose of my life, meaning in my actions. I must start to think beyond my own, my own growth and my own learnings. I must give more than I take.
I don’t remember bringing a smile to someone’s face in past so many months. It has only been about me and my desires and my pursuits and my quests. I thought – let me grow personally and professionally in my life before I start contributing to others. But that’s so foolish, right. Focusing on one’s growth is a constant lifelong endeavor. The real purpose lies in growing together. In thinking beyond own. In giving and not just receiving. I find so many people who’re fulfilling this purpose through simpler acts of theirs. Someone’s taking care of stray animals. Someone’s planting and growing trees. Someone’s fighting for right governance. Someone’s working at the bottom of the pyramid. I must stop living a life of licking for my own good. My freedom of taking calculated risks puts a great responsibility on me to take those risks for a purpose, for a meaning and for endeavors worth the risk.
So what’s that meaning for me?
- Making my parents happy?
- Continue being the peacemaker and supporting shoulder for the family?
- Striving towards strengthening an organization committed for making a small difference to this world? Working for startups?
- Volunteering for a cause?
- Producing a work of art which can entertain and inspire others? (Is this piece of writing one such work?)
- Spreading cheer, spreading love?
I am picking 1 to 6 because that’s all what I can think of.
What’s your purpose in life? What will you find meaning in? There’s a good chance that this “meaning” talk may sound meaningless. The real crux of it, after all, is in doing, not just thinking. In doing things, the dots will automatically get connected and one will eventually realize that one’s actions did serve a noble cause. No matter how much I talk, “Doing is highlighted”!
So what do I do? And the answer is still 1 to 6. What’s your answer?