Thursday, 1 September 2016

The Price Of A Beginning.

Had you asked me why I want to write so much, I would not tell that it is for having many stories to tell. Actually, I think writing is part of some one. Sometimes when I am sitting alone, looking in space but really seeing nothing- just lazing away the afternoon- I get something like a call. A voice from within me. A voice that is not more than just a breath. It that voice that provokes my art or science of writing. Then I start with a letter, just one, and that letter, along with others makes a word. Words make sentences. And I come with up with a composition.

That is exactly what happens in our lives. There are situations when we have to take decisions but we ought to be bold and more courageous than we ever be. I have seen people. They have failed to get by because they don't want to a step forth. But for now I know why they don't want to take important steps. It is just because they fear to take a loss and they fail to initiate the beauty of a threshold, Look! Even a thousand miles' journey begins with a step. A large house begins with a brick. The manipulation of the basic ideas is what at the end results in a success.

Let me talk about success. Success is not to wake up one morning and try to do something and pursue a goal. It is to work hard at something, stick with it and no matter how many times you fail to win, you still stand up and start a new beginning. It is not measured in how much you put in, but rather in hoe much you obtain afterwards. People who fear to fail have already failed to try. Isn't that a failure already? Yet, starting is far too better than ending.

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