Imprinting ‘Me’ on ‘Myself’

 ” Amidst the self-bloated egos, I fail to discern the truism of my oddity.”

I fail to find the esplanade with a view to culminate the strong pillars of my existence; my   purpose to life.

Is it a failure worth noting like the expectations not met by me; to go the college I wanted to study in, or is it another of the few failures which has not yet been realized by me, pulling me apart and leading to the self-conscious tactics adopted by me in this mere world.

I was yanked away from my musings as to the cause of my noticed failures to a sudden realization as to why we all have been surrounded with parameters, socially established norms, the modern caricatures of the ancient well-thought mechanisms. Is it really my failure or is it the society’s failure that it has not been able to deliver to me the power of living, living my life; living my purpose so that I leave a petty mark on this petty world having a petty thought process.

As to the unnoticed failures the life has weighed incessantly, I have missed the several opportunities to catch hold of the libra.

Forging ahead with a mind-less petition written to life to deliver me the virtues of a happy life. However, am I not able find the spark in life? Is it too deep-rooted or is just a mere perception of finding that spark within the great depths of a well-dug well.

Amalgamating the notions conceived by me in all these years, I somehow convince myself to live this life grabbing the strengths from those failures and burgeon the hope to collide with that spark on the clogged crossroads of life.