what if it actually works out—whatever we manifest turns into reality and the hard work finally pays off. but don’t we hate the “what ifs” when we’re presently working towards the goal, the path seems so treacherous, the journey seems indefinite and the pain we bear seems to just aggravate. the idea that it might never end, haunts the best of us every day. the idea of control scars us and the fact of “getting it all” seems a delusion. but somewhere i realised it will all make sense one day, the journey will seem wonderful and all the pain will heal.

the only problem is that we don’t know “when”, when will it make sense and when the hell will we be truly eternally happy.

it all seems undecided now, but the plan is in motion, and the notion behind it is honest.

the uncertainty might be strenuous but it also motivates us to achieve and overcome the hurdles. sometimes we just need those night outs, sleepovers, drinks or just a little time with those comfort people.

the journey that comes with scars, the deeper wounds also helps one realise that even though the wounds get deeper or may aggravate, the love and achievements we inculcate later fill in those deep wounds. the allure of the journey balances the hurt and the love. and in the end, we always need balance; we’re always in pursuit of balance rather it be during exploring the adulting, adapting to a change, or just retiring from a long journey of work.

the wonders we experience along the ride, are to be cherished and savoured; embracing the uncertainty of the constant change helps personal development and varied life choices.

the ultimate journey is not solely reaching a specific destination rather involves embracing the unknown, finding solace in exploration and discoveries and being comfortable with the ambiguity of a wonderfully rollercoaster life.