‘The pot breaks at the doorstep’; an adage by my kinsmen who used to fetch water afar in earthen pots, balancing all the way only for the pot to break at the doorstep! You should hear it in my native language, it sounds interesting..anyway, back to the point..Do you ever get to the doorstep and want to break the pot? Not caring about giving up not being an option? Overwhelmed by the feeling that you have expended all energy? I do too. But just at the verge of saying, ‘ok I give up’, There is one thing that yields the feeling that,
‘maybe one more try isn’t that bad afterall’.
There are options like: Turning to uncle google, talking to someone, analysing the situation further, journaling, weighing the pros and cons, etc. Sometimes I go through all these but still feel like the best pick is to let go.
Amidst all that turmoil, for me there’s an alternative that stands out as the ultimate motivator that holds me back just at the brink of throwing in the towel; a small circle of people that keep me going when I no longer believe in all else.
That is, a thought of the…
