My wardrobe has just one suit, hanging in a decent corner. I look and keep postponing to wear it, because I want to save it’s virginity for some VIP type function.
Neither does that VIP function happen, nor do I get a chance to wear it.
What if, I had two more suits. I would have worn each one of them, justifying their presence in my wardrobe.
This is living with options.
“Bittoo will become a Doctor!”, my father announced in the family when I was mere five years old.
No Options!
Luckily I became a Doctor. But ask me how much of burden I underwent, to become a Doctor. Burden and anxiety was, because I had no options.
Life is peaceful, when we have options.
Options to invest, options to have luxuries, travel, eat and what not. Even options to have social relationships and friends. Options to choose career and business.
Options, reduce stress and anxiety.
Someone rightly said..
तुम नही तो और सही, और नही, तो कुछ और सही ।
BUT, Sorry!
No options for one thing.
LOVE!
Love doesn’t leave options, provided there is truth, commitment and submission in the relationship. Don’t even try to look for options.
Love is ONE and goes as ONE , till we breathe our last. That is the greatness, magnanimity and beauty of
‘TO BE LOVED’
‘TO BE IN LOVE’
