Ever felt the need to break free?
To experience newness?
Sometimes even strangeness?
And then realized that the need is not strong enough to make you oblivious of your inhibitions? Your presumptions? – The what-ifs and the fear?
Did you ever find yourself hanging – just hanging – helplessly? Not knowing if you should go right or left?
Or worse, if you should leave everything to fate and stay put?
Ever derided yourself for not being strong enough? Or independent enough? Or convincing? Or impulsive?
Ever noticed how you say that life is short and its not worth thinking about? Or fearing? Only to find yourself receding back in your shell the very next moment?
Did you ever try to find out ‘why’?
Did you find an answer?
Did that answer pacify your restlessness or did it make you more miserable?
Did you thrust yourself forward, not caring about the circumstances?
Or did you sit back in your room, thinking about the kind of people you’d meet, or the kind of sticky situations you might find yourself in?
Did you let that stop you?
Or did you make that an excuse to take the leap forward?
Have you lived?
Or have you not?