The most beautiful creation is Man, with own abnormalities too. He takes birth and owns parents. Grows up soon into a teenager and thinks he is the best. Then enters the age of labour, searches for job, or creates jobs. Now he starts learning something about life, something new about life. His attraction for the opposite gender starts in these two phases of teenage or job, not necessarily, but a mostly greater percentage. There he may find his love Or some obsession to hold on to. Then comes the age of marriage n offspring. Already too many struggles personally, financially, emotionally, physically, etc etc etc. But now he expects happier and better life ahead with a life partner, not necessarily the love of his life, but maybe. Life goes on happily. 

Somewhere in between the journey, his inner search starts along with his yearning to do some good for the society too. He donates here and there thus, avoiding the guilt of being selfish throughout life. He starts realising he has been leading monotonous routine n wasting years of life. But he can't do anything about it. The inner wisdom tells him that he should not limit himself to low-level pleasures and desires, not to limit himself to him and his family, but expand his circle and live magnanimous life. Such a magnanimous life that, he will be remembered for his magnanimous deeds even after death. 

Now the problem starts. He has something on mind but he lives a totally different kind of life. He knows what should be done to attain his dream life, but he can't take a step ahead. He is tied down by the so-called practicality of life. 

Age, job, money, food, partner, kids, parents, principles, self-image, ego, secured lifestyle, imaginary restricted circle, etc prevent him from even thinking what he can do to live the life he wishes truly. But he spends days months years getting taken away by the tide of life. 

At the end, during his later years, he memorises his memories, and lives his memories, sometimes so happy for the life he lived, at times regretting he could have lived life better. The beauty is he knew how he could have lived better but also knew he couldn't do so. Something stopped him from chasing his better practical life, the fear of taking risks or persistent need of peace of mind or fear of coming out of his safe /comfort zone or family bonding or safeguarding the image in society, or settling oneself for a mediocre life. He dreams high throughout, and knows how to achieve dreams but carried away by the flow of life refusing to tread on the dream path, he settles to travel in the safe path perfectly set for him, by so-called Destiny. 

What can't be understood is, is destiny set by God or by himself... When he consciously decides his path of less risks, how come the blame goes to destiny... Yes, sometimes true, destiny rules by the sudden loss of someone dearer or the loss of money or something precious. But still, the ball was always in man's court, the choice to hit it or not is his, but not of God. Wonder if any man on death bed could say he lived the whole life as he wished to live. There will be always few or many regrets. But make the most of it. 

Be happy, peaceful, and cool to your best and live life without settling for any less than desired truly from heart, mind, and soul. 

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