Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? Do you know?
I guess you can pretty much guess what I am going to blog in the next few sentences, huh? Can't help feeling melancholic and slightly lost on a not-too-sunny Friday afternoon, sitting in my cubicle here in the office.
Do you get that feeling where at times you're just standing at a crossroad and not knowing where to go, which direction to take, where the chosen road will take you and what you'll find there?
Have you also felt at times when you look back and wonder what you've achieved in life (it's an oxymoron to "ti-ti-kia", i know, don't remind me), whether you've lived life to it full potential and how the rest of your life will turn out to be?
Well, I'm afraid that I have no answers for you. I can only guess that we'll know the answers when we get there . . . which may be too late. As for myself, I'm still asking those questions with no clear answers in sight. Sometimes when I think that I've found an answer, something else will happen to cause doubt. In the end, I can only say that life is indeed fickle - one wrong move and things will end up how you plan it to be. But fortunately, life is also full of opportunities - opportunities to make up for all the wrongs that you've done in the past and hopefully an opportunity to set yourself up onto the right path. I can only pray and hope I don't miss those opportunities, but you'll never know do you - until it's too late . . .
Do you get what you're hoping for?
When you look behind you there's no open door,
What are you hoping for, do you know? . . . sung by Diana Ross
2 comments:
Really, life is like a half filled glass. It depends on how you want to look at it. Think about it this way. If you can be sitting in your cubicle typing your blog on a Friday afternoon, you probably have a job that doesn't require much work. You have time on your hand, or probably have people doing your work for you. Or you could be in a boring dead end job which doesn't interest you, in a claustrophobic cubicle like many millions in the world.
Whatever it is, it really depends on how you look at it.
In retropect, the above is really weird coming from a cynic like me...
is there really a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? We'd never know till we get there.
There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune,
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat;
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
A little cliche, I know, to quote Shakespeare, but it seems so apt that I cannot resist.
Your fate is in your hands. (Urgh! Another cliche, what is wrong with me tonight?)
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