Idyllic Thoughts

An old saying among the explorers of the Americas says, "It is not life that matters, but the journey." But who among us enjoys the journey? We are busy deciding when, in a future date, we should be happy, that we have pushed to the back of our mind the truth that "now" we should be happy. Now, or that moment never comes. Life is just a collection of moments, which includes this moment. If we think we'll be happy after shifting to 'our' new house or driving 'our' new car or walking on the streets of Paris or along the Thames bridge, it's just a never-ending story. 

Just finished reading 'Zahir' by Paulo Coelho. He says, Zahir (obsession) is something which, once touched or seen, can never be forgotten, and which gradually so fills our thoughts that we are driven to madness. I have a private zahir and I believe most of us do. We may not always be driven to madness, but it does regurgitate in our minds all our lives. It does not let some sleep in peace and often becomes the reason for man pushing his boundaries.