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The Unexpected


Life tends to go awry in ways that give a whole new meaning to 'the unexpected'.

When everyday seems to be a roller-coaster ride or quite the opposite: a boring mono-rail, lacking of change when it's best not to hold your breath. Somewhere or nowhere, you'll eventually get there. Expectations don't matter.

Well, that's what i've been telling myself for sometime now. whether i act or not, wished it or not, even, dream of it or not - life would always continue on. No expectation can ever guarantee change nor the outcome.

What's the point of having them, then?

Often, they give us direction and boosts our will.

Is it something negative? And, something that should be avoided instead?

I don't know, but answering that is quite moot if you have them regardless.

There are just somethings that are intrinsic to us (for me at least). Expectations sure are one of those. I often have them, maybe because of the way i grew up or the influences around me - i simply cannot be sure, but i have them nonetheless. i try not to dwell and nurture them but if they are already there - they're there. short of having your memory wiped out - you'll have them.

we don't live in a bubble completely isolated and free from influence of external forces and existence. sometimes, when everything seems to be perfect and going their smooth way towards whatever it is you intend: life gets in the way. that's just the nature of things. one moment everything is great, then someone on the other side of the planet steps on a butterfly and suddenly your life is in turmoil.

okay, let's not blame the fellow who stepped on an insect. he probably has nothing to do with your life (but we cannot absolutely be sure about that).

so how does someone go about dealing with these kinds of things? if neither change nor expectations, sometimes cannot be prevented - what else is there for us to do?

well, here's one word: acceptance.

acceptance is not the same as giving up. it means letting yourself fall, and when you hit the ground - you pick yourself up.

no one should go into a fight when they know they are going to lose completely. at least gain something, at least learn something. and, even if none of those is within your grasp at least let someone else learn from your demise.

expect your failure. expect your rise. even, expect lethargy. neither will save you from life. and it is this fight that we are all thrust into.

expect, then accept but all the while, learn.

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2013-05-19 3:50pm
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