Tunneling through

The tear didnt drop at all! Now I have discovered something about myself. I just cant stay depressed. I get the feeling that the depression shown in the previous post is mostly pretentious. Somehow the impulsion to defy depression seems to repudiate the actual cause. The impetus to look at the brighter side supersedes the urge to soak myself in desolation. And if I dont find the light at the end of the tunnel then the best way forward is to light up a torch and continue my journey. I may not always carry a torch. Then its the penchant for relying on instincts that carves the path.

What is the relevance of the tunnel that I so often talk about? Is it symbolizing the journey called life? Many would argue that here lies the aberration. A tunnel usually signifies a straight path. The end goal which is presumed to be the end of the tunnel is sometimes reached and sometimes not. But are we oversimplifying life by comparing it with a tunnel. After all there are some who take a deviation from the obvious and try to tunnel their way through the unknown. Maybe life is not comparable to the tunnel.

But the entire journey called life revolves around one goal. To tunnel your way through downturns and focus on reaching the peak. Remember that everyday you wake up in the morning you are one step closer to the pinnacle.