While piecing your
past together as if it was a jigsaw puzzle, you may come across a few
pieces that are blank and don't fit anywhere or there would be a
couple of colourful pieces that you wouldn't find the space for them
to fit in.
You may be standing
at a point and wondering how did I reach here? But, your mind refuses
to budge even to share the memories of the journey. If it is a sad
point you feel it is ok and try to start a new journey or start
afresh. But, if it is a happy point people around would like to know
about the journey and the only answer you can think of is “I don't
know, it just happened”.
If you are
attempting to tell a fictional story it is easier to be convincing as
you gloss over a few facts and convey something like leap of faith,
the person being at an happy point got lucky, and he/she may have
worked hard. But, he/she was at the right place at the right time and
got lucky.
In real life, what
seems like a happy or successful point externally may be full of
turmoil and turbulence internally. And, this success could be the
outcome of the darkest period spent by the person in his/her life.
The challenge is to
draw a picture of life juxtaposing all these without making it look
messy or cringey (not sure if it is the right word). Most of the
times I fail to do it.
