Life... filled with choices. Good choices, Bad choices. Easy said than done huh. Not always in life choices are definite. At first glance, it's hardly differentiable. There would be this nuance that can easily escape one's consideration. Yeap, It's there making the difference between good and bad. But it conceals itself so perfectly that it won't appear unless you have made that choice. It is as if choices appear to you wrapped neatly, mostly with good expectations (who would ever consider a choice that is already bad in the first place, right?) , but whether the content of that wrapping is good or bad for you, you can't say unless it has been unraveled. But one thing definite is, you have to make that choice. You must proceed. Choosing is not a choice, it is certain.
And the outcome wouldn't be instantly obvious. It propagates with time and response. It may add colors to your days, it may fulfill your dreams. But it may also sore your days, and send you plummeting down the deepest ground. All the same, it came from the choice you made, expecting something good would pop out of it. Yet again, choosing is not a choice, it is a must.
That's not all. Upon unveiling one choice, you'll be facing another realm of choices to pick from, and yet another realm after that, and another, and another.....It's an endless network of choices that keeps on dragging you into streams of choices within the choice you made before. And before you know it, it has brought you deep into this complex maze filled with doors. If you are lucky enough, you may retreat from a choice you made and pick another. But how often do we get to do that? Now multiply all the choices and proportionate it with the possible consequences that may arise from each choices made. Severe? Complicated? Giving up from making choices? Remember, making a choice is not a choice, it is definite....
And I have made a choice... For now, twinges are sticking to me like gooey slimes tainting . Can I take it back, and return to where I was before? Only time can decide now. Only He knows. Either heal or swell, these twinges.....
