As I get ready to wrap up yet another day of assignments, projects, test prep, words unsaid, time lost, friends not met, loved ones not called, good books not read, conversations not indulged in, I wonder if it’s really worth the pursuit. The pursuit reminds me of a conversation that I had with a male friend, whilst in the mood for some serious introspection. We pursue a job to sustain a life and family and then we give up the reason that was the very cornerstone of the primary activity.
So we run for a good college to find a good job. We run for a good job so we may find a good partner. Then we run for money to fulfill material desires. We run behind the kids that we reared with great delight. Then we run for our ambitious dreams like a visit to the Eiffel or a ride in a Mustang. Whilst we are busy chasing a string of these, we fail to see the world that passes us by, the simple joys and humble bliss that walked by.
That sets my head humming with Frost’s immortal line:
The woods are lovely dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep
So whilst I follow my treasured trail
Of needs, wants and my holy grail
I shan’t forget what was ingrained
About life and bliss and karma incarnate
