What will we decide?

Hello folks, I just came back from a rather long holiday, and I am rather lazy to write about it. I can just summarize that I climbed a lot of rocks, walked through a lot of mountains, jumped out of a plane, fell from the sky, drove around a mad city, drank a lot of wine and ate like there’s no tomorrow.

Post-holiday and back in the rat race, I’m feeling rather contemplative. Funny how seeing another way of life and walking on other cobblestone roads opens the mind and makes one wonder about one’s current circumstances: Is there more to life than this? Is this the best there is?

I’m trying hard to hold on to this contemplation, just a little bit longer. For I know that once enough time have pass, I will tend to forget that there is a world outside my comfort zone.

Just randomly, a friend was chatting to me today about human decisions. She says there is no one in this world we can blame for our current circumstances except ourselves. We are where we are because of all the decisions we have made in our lives.

And contrary to popular beliefs, there is no such thing as good or bad decisions – only those you can live with, and those that you can’t.

Human beings are capable of the most illogical decisions, no rhyme or reasons given. But so long as the consequences are known to us and it’s something we decide that we can live with – the decision is soundly made and becomes our reality.

Let’s take getting inked as an example. A lot of people crap about how a tattoo should be done only after endless research, mulling over and years of sleepless nights. “It has to be meaningful ok? It’s permanent! You have to live with it the rest of your life!” They are shocked at how someone can just walk into a tattoo parlor, pick a design off the wall, and get it permanently marked on their body.

And why not? Who’s to say that that isn’t meaningful to that person? Heck, the act of deciding to get inked that day itself has some meaning. When they do it for the pain not design, is a meaning. The act of throwing caution to the wind – has more meaning than anything in the world.

Besides, nothing is capable of holding the same meaning forever.

Sure, tattoos can go horribly wrong. Sometimes, mistakes form our reality – but they are not bad decisions, just lessons. We bear them and we learn from them. And we will continue making the same mistakes until we learnt the requisite lesson. We will then become better at making decisions for ourselves.

So,

Allowing myself to “forget that there is a world outside my comfort zone”– is that my decision?

No, I probably can’t live with the consequences.


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