The old wooden clock is hanging at an angle, its Tick tock is making me mad as it reminds me of something. The reason behind my madness is the “ Time”, the medium in which we are flowing but I feel as though I am broken. I am failing to cope with the challenges of this flow; I am falling apart.
Sitting beneath the clock and listening to the tick tock so that I may know how long it will take to end this show. I don’t see anything except that failure which has guided me to all this. It is my failure that has buried me alive in the depth of thoughts- thoughts that are constantly intimidating me.
The spiral of pessimism is plastered over my capabilities and it has prevented me from doing what I like to do. I have nothing more to say for myself except that I am good for nothing. Whenever I think of anything, my failure finds a niche in my thoughts and fixes itself there.
Among all the heavy thoughts I have found a scintillation of a different thought. This new thought is like a locked door among all those opened doors that have led me to the whirlpool of negativity.
I believe that our mind has infinite number of doors and the key to all these locked doors is the power of thinking. As we think over something, we simply open doors in our mind relating to that and all these opened doors takes us to a new world of ideas.
If we think of something bad, there are doors that will open and lead us to the world of negativity and in the same way, good thinking will open good doors that will lead us to the glorious world of positivity and determination. So you see, it’s all matter of choice.
The scintillation I observed there is of hope and determination. As I came across these thoughts something grabbed me with force and gave a jerk and I somehow rose from the darkness and finally I came to know that failure is the beauty of success. It is the hope which told me that if I wanted to do something, I would do it. It does not matter if I am failing, as long as it makes me stronger and takes me closer to the success.
With the flow of time, my soul, which is drowning in deplorable whirls of pessimism and has been stuck in grim oceans of failure is really in need of help. I have tried my best to take myself out of it and have found the lifeguard of determination from that unlocked door in my own mind “the door of good and optimism” and finally rescued the drowning soul of mine safely.
I have control over myself now and I am not going to deject my own self by few intimidating thoughts that are always available “the cheapest keys ” in our mind. I have sailed the boat of hope to the brightness and there I have smashed the shell of darkness around me. The glitters of brightness have fused to give me another key and this key has opened the door of truth. The truth about optimism.
Truth is that everything has a bright aspect, only we have to observe that brightness. Everything that happens, happens for a reason and we have to see the brighter side as darkness overtakes our strength and buries us in flames of guilt that burns our innocence . We have to be strong enough to obtain good in everything and get our self away from all that filth of gloominess.
As I was thinking all this, I felt the energy in myself that made me stronger and, yes, at that moment I was really strong enough to throw away that negativity out of myself with one single thrust of hope. The rays of glory warmed me up as I was determined and my destination was now one step ahead.
Well I have come to know from all this and I want all of you to know that too. Life is complicated only when we make it complicated but if we consider it worth living it is really beautiful. Failing doesn’t mean the end of everything, it just reminds us that we are going to achieve the unachieved so carry on…
By Ahmad Danial
Second year (Q-46)
