Sitting on my desk at work, trying my best to concentrate on
my project, but all in vain. Why? Partly
because am gazing outside the huge window, looking at the sky filled with
enormous clouds…trying to gaze hard to make impressions of figurines out of
clouds…a desperate galloping horse racing its way towards the almost setting
sun…And by the time I look back again at the sky, the galloping horse is gone..
Did it reach where it wanted to desperately or did it just give up in
desperation?
Desperation and determination….trying to figure out where do
scales of my thought dip towards; am I desperate or am I determined? You
typically start out as determined to achieve and win however when posed with
uncalled as well as expected obstacles, the determination begins to shake to
give way to hints of desperation. Before you can even fathom, you are bowled
over with desperation into wanting to win somehow no matter what it
takes.. They say, there comes a point in
life when you realize that you have done way too much for a person and the next
possible step is to just stop doing it and leave them alone, walk away. And it’s
not that you are giving up or you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have learnt
to draw a line of determination from desperation…
I feel like the galloping horse desperately racing towards
the sun, no matter what it takes to get there as that seems to be the dire
necessity! No matter how much heat, no matter the burning ground beneath the
legs, no matter if it’s a dessert where mirages constantly trick your thoughts…just
no matter what there is no stopping….but at some point when the legs start
giving up with excruciating pain and it slows you down..desperation takes over wildly...
