A little hope in shaping reality is a must for peace of mind and warmth of the soul.

There always comes a phase in life when we, as humans, seek answers to inexplicable things. A phase when innumerable possibilities can be imagined, when we can see a hundred different endings, yet all our hearts truly seek is meaning within those possibilities.

I am in that phase of life.

I saw several endgames I could have, but I am truly unsure which one would make me the happiest.

After all, a girl in her twenties can be a nightmare for an overthinker.

Having a mind capable of generating n different ways one ending could unfold, while simultaneously criticising itself for not having reached that ending sooner, is intriguing—and, frankly, dangerous.

As human beings, we are designed to love the idea of achieving everything, in every possible way. And yet, we are also wired to crave the idea of mastering just one thing—to be exceptionally good at something and call it our own.

Perhaps that contradiction is what makes us human.

And perhaps that is why I am writing this blog: to find the truest, most practical definition of reality.

What does reality actually mean?

A few weeks ago, an Instagram reel appeared on my feed offering different definitions of reality:

A) Reality is what exists—what we can see and touch.

B) Reality can be invisible and yet measurable, like gravity pulling us down or time flowing forward.

C) Reality is not always measurable. Some things simply exist because we feel them—love, pain, fear, hope.

D) Reality simply is. It may or may not care about us.

Perhaps all of these together form a definition of reality.

But I am here to tell you what reality could be.

We have all lived through different phases of life, each one somehow shaping us into the people we are today. And perhaps the real question is not what reality is, but whether we choose to show up as our true selves or put a cover over ourselves so the world sees something we are not.

The motto of my life has always been:

“Risking is better than regretting.”

For the longest time, I constantly shaped and transformed myself according to people and society. I kept adjusting, adapting, and trying to fit into the spaces I was expected to fit into.

And over the years, I have realised something.

No matter how hard I try to fit in, either I am going to be happy, or the people around me are.

The people I love, and the people who love me back, have never truly feared my transformations. What they fear is that, somewhere in the process of pretending to fit in, I might lose the real me.

Life has its own way of teaching us what it means to be alive.

One truth I no longer want to keep to myself is this:

If something is truly meant for you, and you are genuinely working towards it, no obstacle will have the power to permanently take it away from you.

And perhaps the reverse is true too.

I have distributed and donated pieces of myself trying to achieve things that were never meant for me. I gave away parts of myself for destinations that were never mine to reach.

But if there is one thing I gained from that experience, it is the pride of knowing that losing pieces of myself still couldn't destroy the whole of me.

I have learned to aim for the things I want. To work hard for them. And then to leave the rest to the Almighty.

Because the more tightly I try to hold on to something, the more it slips through my fingers—like sand.

Maybe it is all about perspective.

A mindset can change the way we experience life.

Optimism isn't always the key to achieving the impossible. Sometimes, it is simply the ability to find an opportunity in not achieving the impossible.

I have never been an inherently optimistic person. There is still about 20% pessimism in my personality that I constantly try to cover with layers of optimism.

And honestly, it is still a battle.

Thinking positively in every situation doesn't come naturally to me. But I choose to think well for myself.

If a situation is already testing me, I don't want to put myself through another test by becoming my own enemy.

We humans are curious, unsatisfied machines.

We can never be completely content with one path or one victory. We always want to dig deeper, know more, achieve more, and explore the possibilities beyond what we already have.

But that doesn't mean we should stop taking risks.

My definition of life is an unplanned roller-coaster ride.

No matter how much we calculate the risks or analyse the possible outcomes, we will never truly know what awaits us until we leap.

So, I choose to take risks—with the spiritual belief that whatever comes my way, I will face it with strength and ease.

Reality is what is.

But we, as humans, are extraordinary beings because we have the ability to look at what is and imagine what could be.

We have the power to reimagine reality.

So, no matter what your current situation looks like, allow yourself to believe that it could become something you once dreamed of.

And if it doesn't?

Trust me.

It might turn out to be even better.

There will be obstacles. There will be major decisions. There will be disappointments that feel bigger than you imagined they could.

But there will also be opportunities to reimagine, rebuild, and create a reality that brings you peace and happiness.

And somewhere in the struggle to achieve the best, don't lose the best you already have.

Don't let the wounds of your past or the fear of your future take away the luxury of your present.

Because the present is a gift.

And gifts are special—not because of how much they cost, how big they are, or even how useful they may seem.

They are special because of the value we choose to give them.

So define your own reality.

Value what you have.

Take the risks you need to take.

Believe in what could be.

And through it all, don't lose the person you were trying so hard to become happy for.

Don't lose your real self.

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