Gaining friends in the mountains is quick and easy – trailfood and few shots of empe’ are the key. But keeping them for life is the real work. Sooner or later, the group will disband; each one will follow trails that would lead to the summits of their own lives. Somehow, the group chat comes alive, but most the year, it lies idly, toppled over by other chats that demand more attention. Truth be told, there are some moments that we can no longer recreate.
But in this daunting age of social media, creativity greatly requires courage. Whatever you post online can either make or break you – even your own opinion, thoughts, or stories. My write-ups weren’t spared from such criticisms. They became subjects of not so healthy arguments. And the critics – or shall I say bashers – didn’t settle with just scrutinizing; they went below the belt. Personal attacks were fired. Curses flew like confetti in a raging war. But you know what hurt the most? It’s when trusted allies turn their backs on you.
What is my purpose? We’ve all been suffering from this notion: of not finding the reason why we live, of not playing a big role in the great tapestry of life. When this question is left unanswered, this becomes an unhealthy concept that we end up trying to question every single day. But what we fail to see is that: purpose does not have a stable meter. It does not need to be superbly great. It does not focus on one single goal.
But there are things that seemed impossible to understand on a certain age. The lack of maturity. The lack of experience. The lack of understanding. As I said, it took a decade – at the most unexpected time, at the most unexpected place. At the museum. There I found myself creating pieces by just blankly staring at those pieces of art left misunderstood, unappreciated by many. Such expressions were too vast to comprehend; hence, the ambiguity of messages. Hence, the debate of many.
Now, our priorities changed, and those plans (vanished into thin air) were converted into something worth channeling our energies into. Ending our travel pact, was after all, for the better.
Walking has brought me to a thousand different places – even if I’ve been trailing the same road every day. No, this ain’t astral projection, nor was I summoned by Dr. Strange. There’s just something with walking that brings one a step forward to a different dimension far noticed by commuting passengers. Today, it brought me somewhere in between nostalgia and regret.
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