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The Fateful Road

“One of the questions that perplexed me these days was asked by one of my friends. 'What shall I do sir; I lost him, my love? I have no one else. I am alone.' –she was my student. All my students are friends of mine, as well.”—Said the teacher as if to gain an upper hand over me, his colleague. The young man (but aged than me) worked in the same college as I did, but in the Malayalam Department. I worked in the English Department. I thought of the situation he described of his student.

He immediately switched on to a different philosophy; he started talking about fate. He spoke as if he was the Great Master of Fatalism. “It was the fate of the girl. Now she must try to cope with the situation. And perhaps she may need counseling, sooner or later.” –he said.

I never believed in silently accepting the so-called fate. Every human being is capable of fighting his or her own good fight. For those who know how to conquer the day, every night is a possibility. Understanding the delicacy of one’s situation is crucial in resolving it. And lack of understanding of the context means problems. And in order to understand a situation better, the only thing one needs to do is to take some steps forward and check what is in there. And remember every problem is a learning too.

Here is a poem that explains my concept in dealing with problems.   


The new direction

Walking your road?
There will be orchards to feed you,
Deserts to keep you think about failure,
But the fiercest of all would be
The end of the road ahead of you.
But walk to the extent until-
You can see—there is the turn.
One thing will remain-
The realization of the new direction.
No road ends but diverges into new ones.

I walked away from that friend colleague in my college, because I knew when there is a situation that the road seems to end, go a bit further and find the turn. I found the turn in the road and took it because I could not bear his Fatalism. 

Comments

ANULAL said…
Thank you Aparna ji.
rohini said…
nice philosophical thought Anu....the realization of the new direction ...is a good sentence...the idea of realization is important....tnx
ANULAL said…
Thank you Rohini ji
Kay said…
so true, but I also think, that we too often think the road has been created for us and we fall into a complacent thought process of everything needing to be easy. However, I don't beleive the road has already been built. It is up to us, to devise the plan, engineer our own path, build it and look back at the path we, ourselves have created!

It's just too easy to fall into the paths of others, take the easy way out and look back in regret.

And making our way, building that course, is no easy task! It takes hard work, diligence, sweat and above all faith.
ANULAL said…
Ah! there you are Kay. Thank you for your thought provoking words.

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