Life like a thread

 A day before yesterday while helping my mum in stitching I played my part by putting the thread in the needle and in those seconds I was lost comparing the life to the game of needle and the thread.

We are all engulfed in thinking day and night about future. If this will happen then what will happen? If I won’t be able to do this then what will I do? What will be others saying about me?  and a variety of questions circumscribes us from being what we are.  I know very well that these questions remain sheltered somewhere in the subconscious mind.  One should not forget these questions because sometimes it makes you take the right decision in your life but only when ifs end with a full stop.

Our aim or  success in life  is like the hole in the needle. It is very small and maybe not even visible from a distance but it is there…. We are the thread of distinct colours at different age group and try hard to succeed in entering through that small gateway  - hole of needle. Sometimes we lose the target, sometimes it seems that we have entered through it but that’s not the reality. Sometimes we are bored when we don’t succeed and on the other hand still we try harder.

In this game some act smart and sharpen the thread , some apply water to it to make it thin and some without using these techniques succeed. But there comes a time when you finally succeed….

Once you achieve the target , you can weave the torn or unaccomplished dreams which were lost or waiting to be fulfilled. You create different patterns, designs with different colours- the job you do, the happiness you get after succeeding. But a single thread cannot weave the whole journey, there are some checkpoints and breaks in this journey where once again you have to refill the next colour.

Deliver your desires  to design the canvas of your life in the best way….