Endless Hope

Ever since the first human being was created to perhaps the last, they are all interested in knowing about themselves and whether they can change what is written for them with their determination. This is why some wear stones, some rely on astrology, some rely on witchcraft and some just don’t care. I am referring to the idea of fate, the concept of destiny.

“We can’t change our destiny” is a phrase passed down from our ancestors as the ultimate truth, a tradition, a way to seek spirituality, and a path to paradise on earth. I realized this statement leads to more physical, mental and emotional distortion than anything. And without any conscious urge to solve the mystery behind it, people oppose it and make it a point that everything against it has been done in their lifetime. This way: they win the chase and leave their destiny behind.

GROW UP! This isn’t a Hollywood movie with the killing untrue effects.

I don’t believe we can change our destiny, as in rewrite it, but I certainly believe that we can modify it with our determination and faith. Each individual is given a situation and two choices to it or more; whichever one he/she chooses forms another link to the chain. But all the solutions provided including the one that is chosen has already been written, is what I mean. It isn’t a surprise to the Creator if one chooses the 4th choice out of the 6 provided or 5th. The allowance to choose and the ability to choose is a responsibility resting on each person’s shoulders.

Destiny is out of one’s control. Fate is the outcome of ones hard work/worship. One can change their fate by doing a lot of things, i.e. dress accordingly for a job interview or a marriage proposal, polish skills that require more time to succeed, keep trying with more determination and keeping in mind the old mistakes to achieve a task etc. This is why they say “harkat main barkat” and “you have to reach forward to feed yourself as the food does not have wings”

A very common and famous example is when a person is diagnosed with cancer or any life threatening disease (destiny) and he/she prays with all their heart for a better health or a miracle (modify with determination or faith) and is granted better health (changes fate but modifies what was already written in destiny).

I hope I help clear some misinterpretations or confuse you to the point you want to break the screen. But the truth remains the same: I can change my fate but I can only modify my destiny.

Time to leave. CHAO

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Sorry. It was the longest break ever. I did not know what to talk about, as I have not been socially active in the past few months so I did not really have radical or gripping issues to discuss. And thus, I decided to take sometime off and not make a fool of myself by writing without a clear thought in my mind and something I cant identify with.

At the same time, I wonder why it is important to identify with any piece of work, custom or anything that can be considered identifiable. Are we that insecure of losing our identity? Breaking it down into caste, nation, and religion is the first step in knowing whom you are, why you exist, and whom you can’t be. It’s like trapping yourself in a box and passing judgments SLASH ranking other boxes. And never willing to accept the unrealistic impositions that you have imposed on yourself just for the hell of it, labelled as identity. I.e. a person identified as a beggar, a thief, at a higher level, saint, you name it!

WHY?

What is identity? And why is it important to carry this burden of refining it for a lifetime? Do you know how much work and patience is required for it? Do you think it is possible to exist without knowing where you belong and why? Do you think you can carry yourself without worrying about fitting-in in your social circle and yet remain different, unique in your own way?

When I meet my old friends, they say I haven’t changed. It surprises me how people unconsciously expect a drastic and extremely painstakingly prominent change in somebody else’s life when they know identity is not only unchangeable but after a certain stage, on can only add on it. But the funny part is when I ask them what they changed about themselves or how their identity evolved, they are often left thinking too hard and saying ‘I am styll the same and I haven’t changed a bit’ – yeah riight?!

Suppose I take away your identity and put you out there to experience the world at its fullest. What would be your first reaction? What if you are sent on a lifelong exile and deprived off every right? You are no longer a Pakistani, Indian, Canadian, American, African, Britisher etc??

“What if I take away your identity?”

Think about it. gnite

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