Is It Worth All The Trouble?

Is It Worth All The Trouble?
There isn’t an iota of happiness in my life. I’ve been walking through an arid desert with a lot of cacti and absolutely no green vegetation. I fail to spy the oasis promised to be before me at an end of the desert. The oasis was to be a reward for the endurance I display while in the desert. There is an arid and dry aura in the endless desert typical to itself,   I knew this was to be the order of the day once I’m in the desert.

The walk has been quite tiring and exhaustive because the sand in the desert has made my journey quite a drag. I have begun to feel a bit thirsty as more and more moisture within me finds itself into the dry air surrounding me. A lot of sand and dust particles are flying around with the wind, they are finding their way into my nose and ears. Stress and anxiety have  become the order of the day within my being as the aura without me is being filled with heat and dust borrowed from the sun and desert. The feeling of being uncomfortable is gathering pace within me as the forces of nature do their best to propel me to make efforts to find a way into the vivid world outside the desert.

The stress and tension I experience shall not be a part of the milieu I’m to find in the world beyond the desert, I know. I should do my best to come out of the desert as soon as possible. It shall only be a temporary relief, I know. There is simply no end to the stress I experience.

There are to be several oases in the desert, but not all of them are to be the ideal ones I should pause at. In the proper course of events, I should ignore all oases that are a part of the itinerary. If I pause for a break at any of the oases, it is only going to prove to be a waste of time. There is nothing in an oasis that can be better than the relief I shall experience once I’m out of the desert. I should do my best to come out of the desert as soon as possible.

I hope I find the alleged pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, although I sometimes feel I’ve been moving towards a mirage that is to keep moving ahead as I inch closer to it. the only option is to maintain a straight itinerary. I do my best to follow the straight path to happiness as far as I can. An inch of diversion can prove to be fatal for me and my happiness. All the same, I don’t have another source of navigation in the desert except for the straight line. I only hope the alleged horse serves to pull me to the final goal, whatever it may be. The sand I find below my feet is doing its best to delay my progress, there are hot winds blowing in the direction opposite to the one I want to follow. I have to do my best to counter the flow of sand and dust.

Doing one’s best is never  a guarantee to getting the best in life. It is an open gamble one plays with one’s fate when one does his or her best to succeed in getting the best out of life. Chances are that you shall get to the destination you are headed for, just as there are all chances of your never getting to the destination. There is always a chance of your not reaching the destination at all, and all your efforts shall go into the gutter. A lot of the results are going to bank on the direction of the flow of rivers of destiny. But for those who play to win, the gamble is all about winning the game. They don’t count destiny as  a part of the game; they count on their own efforts to get to the destination in time.  It is all about getting to the destination on time. You just might fall into the last category; you might try your luck at a throw of the die.

A large number of players are those who play a game end up losing all they have in the gambit. Such players are at an advantage over other players because they don’t have anything to lose if they play a game beyond this point. This is a rare instance that occurs only in a few special cases. A majority of instances are where everyone hse  a lot at stake and winning a game becomes as important as living is to dying. Everyone plays the game to win. There is always a jackpot to be won, and everyone is out to claim the jackpot.

The precise and exact definition of the jackpot varies from person to person. The final quest is for satisfaction and happiness. There are different routes to happiness, and I was certainly not on the shortest route to discover happiness in my life: there isn’t any happiness to be found on the track I have been walking on. It is going to be best for me to alter my route to happiness as soon as possible. A change can be created by walking in a different way. I shall stumble and fall, I shall wobble and tumble a lot, I shall falter and hesitate, but I shall eventually reach the destination.

I hope the destination proves to be worthy of all the trouble it was for me to get there.