Expectation..

Expectation..from childhood onwards we are trained in such a way that we are taught to meet our parents expectation. As we grow we are expected to meet the standards of our friend’s circle, otherwise you are isolated from the group. Then later in our life we are expected to meet the demands of our husband, children, relatives, society and who not and life passes in making plans to meet these expectations.

Though I am writing this write up I won’t say that I don’t expect anything from anyone. That would be blatant lie, and I don’t expect that I should lie or live a life full of lies. A person most of the time is scared about his image-their self portrayal, but for me these has never been a stumbling block. I have always lived life on my own terms and I am happy that I have.

What I am scared off are my own expectations. For past couple of months I feel that I have been harsh on my own self. To achieve what?? Some unrealizable goals. I have been pestering me, those were the days when I forgot to remember that I am failing before my own expectations.

I forgot the simple mantra of my life, my dream to live a simple peaceful life. Now I am back on tracks. I understand desire is the root cause of suffering, which has left me with one more desire to forget about the past and be happy. Live each day rather each moment happily and leave the rest to God. I am reminded of that song..

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya

Barbadiyon Ka Shok Manana Fizul Tha
Barbadiyon Ka Jashan Manata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Uda

Jo Mil Gaya Usi Ko Muqaddar Samajh Liya
Jo Kho Gaya Maein Usko Bhulata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Uda

Gham Aur Khushi Mein Farq Na Mehsoos Ho Jahan
Maein Dil Ko Us Muqaam Pe Laata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udatha chalagaya.

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya