When the Going Gets Tough..

Know that song?? Heard it when I was a kid from the Boyzone album...hardly understood it in the naive ages, but had it memorized to keep up with the 'happening' crowd back then....

I think the words are apt for every walk of life... When the going gets tough, the tough get going...  Ever had to deal with situations calling you to stretch to your max that had you almost snap into two like a rubber band? Or even deal with people for that matter who are absolutely closed nutshells? Friends, parents, kids, relatives, people you care about...Yeah, it can be real tough. Especially when one starts to work at the situation for betterment of the same, it suddenly seems to clam up tight and seem to be a tough nut to crack! The door is all of a sudden bolted tight from the inside as if it has a mind of it's own and is determined not to let you in! And then...and then, what course of action would you take chérie ?


I have learnt that two situations are never the same in life. Similar, yes but never ever the same. But downright, if you try to understand it, the whole fiasco always revolves around people. People looking for that tender look of Love, reassuring touch of Faith and the warm smile of a Friend finally found. And if we are the ones to attempt to break down their so called walls of self protection, they are either too much in denial or puffed up with ego to admit it... Be it by personal experience or by watching their loved ones go through such ordeals,  they are in all probability too scarred to admit it. Would you be ready to try to undo the doings whose stains are quite deep as that?

Why waste time with all of it in the first place? Especially when today, the mass attitude is 'Just forget it.. Move on..'. Of course it ultimately comes to the nature of the whole circumstance. But for some, as I have observed, even the gravity of the situation makes absolutely no difference. I have had similar decisions that had to be made.. for some I choose to stretch n some to just overlook thinking it'll get buried that way. But know what I found out? That when I stretched out, I had always received double for my trouble. The rest, have sadly and bitterly grown with sour fruits of it's own over time.

I find I still have the choice I had back then, stretch or overlook... A two penny worth common sense tells me to stretch it... but how willing am I? As what was a mound yesterday has turned to a mountain today. It'll take me ten times the effort to start climbing it... As I try to understand what really caused me to go to any length for whatever I had in the past, it comes to me straight away..it was what I was aiming at. The prize was too good to be true for me.Was it the same with you? Was it the prize that lured you through the toil? Or was it being purely selfless? Has it enriched you today?

I shamelessly declare, I am not all that selfless. I have done things out of motives more than half of which has given me what I wanted. Was it easy to do so? Hell, no! But did the prize keep me motivated? Did it give me the urge to look forward to the next day? You bet it did! The dream I had, however naive, was alive in me day in and day out, keeping the cheer on my face and a light step in my walk. Every time I thought of it, I had the sense of strong will. A sense of purpose in everything I did.

Today again, I have a dream. To climb my own mount Everest that seems to block my passing into the green  pasture. To break open that door. To crack that tough nut. Maybe some of you are on parallel roads with me, while some have already tasted the sweet fruits of their toil. Where ever you find yourself today, wish me luck won't you? The other day I read an interesting line, to love is nothing, to be loved is something.. to love and be loved is everything. And I realized, as will you my friend, that in the end, this is what we all want from our otherwise meaningless life.. :)