Comfortable In the Mess

One problem we all face, at almost some point or the other. It goes like this- so what if i am hurting, so what if its not going the right way and most probably never will! Yet that effervescent bubble of hope, somehow suggests to us to wait and wait and wait. For what? Well that's an enigma, no one can predict. Time-dependant equation. That's all. 

 

We are so accustomed being used and abused, so comfortable being where we are, so unable to look ahead that we go through these millions of heart-breaks,millions of broken dreams being crushed beneath us in our sleepless nights. The circle is vicious as said so many times. But then, the circle is comfortable, and that's the underlying problem we conveniently forget.

To get out of any suffocating burrow, even you have to get your claws dirty to make your way of escape.Occasionally you will have to swallow some dirt, get hurt, go through indecisive moments pertaining to the way you should take.But at the end of the day- at least you will have some hope. Hope of maybe not being the happiest man on the planet, but hope of protecting your dignity and holding your head high. Hope that how your day turn out to be depends on you and some other special people who know your worth. 

We tend to stick to old-dead-no worth relations for no big reason, simply that they have become a habit one which we are used to. We know all the pros and cons, also know that down this road its all hell ; but that fortuitous corner of the mind will advise you to "cross the bridge when it comes. "

In this case bad choice!! Mostly that is. To be unfair to yourself- in the name of waiting, giving the so-called-happiness,not done!! It cant be practical, a decision so big, yet yet tomorrow is a day one should want to see,tomorrow is a day which should hold a chance for you.

The struggle is to see ahead first and then move ahead second.

I say this through experience (some mine some theirs), not mere words. 

Because when you finally open your eyes when outside that messy womb of comfortable complications- lots has gone by. Some which will never come back.

And it ain't as bad outside as we once feared.