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What Do I Want?
What do I want ?
A very self obsessed way of beginning a monologue.
Well I am not sure if it will surely turn into a monologue, a snippet or an essay!
Neither I am a famous personality or someone who can be quoted as an achiever; Nor am I certain that what I dream for, will be anyhow engrossing to my beloved readers, But between all these uncertainties, I am certain about the fact that dreams are unbiased, are not scalable on any kind of grading charts and most importantly are colorless, containing neither a gender nor a surname to judge upon with.
Motivation for the title “What do I Want” is derived from the very first question accompanying the word “CHOICE”...Whenever there is a choice to make we ask What do I Want ?
It’s true that the word “CHOICE” being such a independent term is too dependent as there are choices imposed on us by people, choices imposed by scenarios, choices we are proud of for a while and then regret later or vice versa & the choices we remain satisfied with forever…
Don’t search for any answers or conclusions for yourself here but you might find one of your demands in the list below and if it turns true then ponder along with me that are we all not connected with those mutual tiny invisible strings of demands/dreams or wishes?
And if your mind and hearts simultaneously say “YES” then I have a question to ask:
Why is the race to become superior becoming so crowded?
Why is the race to impose our opinions on others becoming so competitive and
Why we are willing to turn into “THE INFLUENCERS”
So filled with optimistic zeal and a sufficient inception about my writeup I present you my muted podcast…
In various algorithms scientists have used the approach of contradiction and the idea behind the contradictions is to rule out all the somewhat pessimistic stereotypes and proceed towards evident true solutions.
So with somewhat this approach in my mind and keeping what I don’t want prior to What Do I Want I will proceed.
I don’t want to be marked red in someone’s call log rather I always wish to stay green and ongoing in their logs.
I don’t want to be those helpless strangers standing beside someone counting on their last breath, rather I want to be the person who contributes somehow to give him/her a few more minutes on their dial so that they can be surrounded by their dear ones.
I don’t want to decorate myself with plastic qualities to be accepted, rather want to be accepted after flaunting my flaws.
I don’t want to stab someone from behind or turn judgy and bitchy, rather want to hold guts to confront them for pages we don’t match upon and to establish unfiltered bonds.
I don’t want ambient compliments, rather I want dull comments…
I don’t want to aim for wealth that erases my reach from garlands but widens the gap with my family, rather I want a handful of honey to relish with my family in a wooden cottage.
I don’t want to be an active contributor in creating mayhem on roads, rather I want to travel in woods and become all ears listening to the chirps, smelling the aroma of wet soil and to wave in music of nature.
I don’t want to always believe in the facts rather sometimes want to fly away in fictional worlds and hunt for some magic spells.
I don’t want to be scared walking down the dusky streets, rather I want to sing earworms aloud and walk through the darkest corner with confidence.
I don’t want to cage my confidence behind bars of insecurities rather want to set others free from such kinds of choking vulnerabilities…
I don’t want to beg, snatch or fight for happiness I deserve, rather willingly share my happiness with others and welcome both the ones who inflate balloons and the ones who are pricking them secretly…
I don’t want to be called hindu or muslim; rather want to place myself above these religions and divisions; Welcome every opinion and impose none.
I don’t want huge platters and fancy desserts, rather I want slightly less than required for my body and cover an inch of hunger for the needy…’
I don’t want to jibber-jabber about milestones I acquired, rather want to bridge the gap for their hands to reach gems they require.
I don’t want a wealthy and prosperous life as these two ambitions manifest self centered and greedy souls, rather I want to live a life that is capable of neutralizing and equalizing my achievements with my failures, my obsessions with my weaknesses, my sorrows with my smiles.
What I want is to do charity but not publish it…
What I want is to be the voice of introverts but not dramatize it.
What I want is to believe in the fact that everyone around me is connected by tiny invisible strings of thoughts, demands and energies…
So from the wants I listed above if any of them lies in your list then my dear reader we are connected by these invisible strings….
Anmol Singhal
A very self obsessed way of beginning a monologue.
Well I am not sure if it will surely turn into a monologue, a snippet or an essay!
Neither I am a famous personality or someone who can be quoted as an achiever; Nor am I certain that what I dream for, will be anyhow engrossing to my beloved readers, But between all these uncertainties, I am certain about the fact that dreams are unbiased, are not scalable on any kind of grading charts and most importantly are colorless, containing neither a gender nor a surname to judge upon with.
Motivation for the title “What do I Want” is derived from the very first question accompanying the word “CHOICE”...Whenever there is a choice to make we ask What do I Want ?
It’s true that the word “CHOICE” being such a independent term is too dependent as there are choices imposed on us by people, choices imposed by scenarios, choices we are proud of for a while and then regret later or vice versa & the choices we remain satisfied with forever…
Don’t search for any answers or conclusions for yourself here but you might find one of your demands in the list below and if it turns true then ponder along with me that are we all not connected with those mutual tiny invisible strings of demands/dreams or wishes?
And if your mind and hearts simultaneously say “YES” then I have a question to ask:
Why is the race to become superior becoming so crowded?
Why is the race to impose our opinions on others becoming so competitive and
Why we are willing to turn into “THE INFLUENCERS”
So filled with optimistic zeal and a sufficient inception about my writeup I present you my muted podcast…
In various algorithms scientists have used the approach of contradiction and the idea behind the contradictions is to rule out all the somewhat pessimistic stereotypes and proceed towards evident true solutions.
So with somewhat this approach in my mind and keeping what I don’t want prior to What Do I Want I will proceed.
I don’t want to be marked red in someone’s call log rather I always wish to stay green and ongoing in their logs.
I don’t want to be those helpless strangers standing beside someone counting on their last breath, rather I want to be the person who contributes somehow to give him/her a few more minutes on their dial so that they can be surrounded by their dear ones.
I don’t want to decorate myself with plastic qualities to be accepted, rather want to be accepted after flaunting my flaws.
I don’t want to stab someone from behind or turn judgy and bitchy, rather want to hold guts to confront them for pages we don’t match upon and to establish unfiltered bonds.
I don’t want ambient compliments, rather I want dull comments…
I don’t want to aim for wealth that erases my reach from garlands but widens the gap with my family, rather I want a handful of honey to relish with my family in a wooden cottage.
I don’t want to be an active contributor in creating mayhem on roads, rather I want to travel in woods and become all ears listening to the chirps, smelling the aroma of wet soil and to wave in music of nature.
I don’t want to always believe in the facts rather sometimes want to fly away in fictional worlds and hunt for some magic spells.
I don’t want to be scared walking down the dusky streets, rather I want to sing earworms aloud and walk through the darkest corner with confidence.
I don’t want to cage my confidence behind bars of insecurities rather want to set others free from such kinds of choking vulnerabilities…
I don’t want to beg, snatch or fight for happiness I deserve, rather willingly share my happiness with others and welcome both the ones who inflate balloons and the ones who are pricking them secretly…
I don’t want to be called hindu or muslim; rather want to place myself above these religions and divisions; Welcome every opinion and impose none.
I don’t want huge platters and fancy desserts, rather I want slightly less than required for my body and cover an inch of hunger for the needy…’
I don’t want to jibber-jabber about milestones I acquired, rather want to bridge the gap for their hands to reach gems they require.
I don’t want a wealthy and prosperous life as these two ambitions manifest self centered and greedy souls, rather I want to live a life that is capable of neutralizing and equalizing my achievements with my failures, my obsessions with my weaknesses, my sorrows with my smiles.
What I want is to do charity but not publish it…
What I want is to be the voice of introverts but not dramatize it.
What I want is to believe in the fact that everyone around me is connected by tiny invisible strings of thoughts, demands and energies…
So from the wants I listed above if any of them lies in your list then my dear reader we are connected by these invisible strings….
Anmol Singhal
