ALMOST

 BEING ON THE EDGE 

I strolled along a sidewalk near the sea and pondered over the being of lives. Speculating the existence of barely visible atoms to  questions about UFOs; how an outcome gives absolute triumph to one and utter sorrow to another; how sports aren’t just a game rather a cumulation of blood and emotions of millions watching it; how a simple deed brings enormous satisfaction; how a tear drop that rolls down the cheek hides a plethora of truth; how one genuine pat on the back keeps the going easy and how we are one move away from what our heart wants , I trudged on the sand towards the sea slowly. 

The gentle breeze off the water intensified as I neared the sea like my will to work my sweat out for good. I treaded , stopped and waited along THE LINE where the sand was damp beyond whereas dry and grainy behind it. I contemplated the drier area to be my SAFER SIDE and the moist one to be the one I yearn to be in yet lacked a certain level of force that might accentuate me to make the move and proceed and called the line that sets apart the two with a special name. 

“What’s stopping me ? What’s stopping me from doing it ? Why am I hesitant? Why am I afraid to take one another step towards what I have been wanting all my life? Is it because of this ? Or that ? Or the other reason? Do I call this line my almost line?“,

I questioned myself as I stood there fondled by gust of air and never ending questions.  

I watched over the tides that approached me each time with a hope to bring me back answers for the pool of questions I have been trying to figure out solutions for. I wanted it to enlighten me and clear me off the doubts that have been lingering all the while. However with time, the pounding of thoughts subsided slowly as the soothing waves took my mind over. Having my foot on the edge of the line , or my almost line, I waited for the tides to reach me; to acknowledge me, to want me too, for me to attain the will to make another daring move; for a discernment that it was the universe’s call too. 

And the universe wouldn’t miss out signalling me its sign. It made a tide glide slowly towards my feet, wet my toes , touch my ankles with grace and return leaving me with absolute happiness. These waves have been my charm that never leave me hanging in my chain of thoughts but provide me with immense positivity. 

Many a time , you gather all the will, work diligently and decide to do whatever it takes to accomplish what you have been wanting to and you achieve it too. Yet, you might seem to be in bit of discontent even when you have reached the mark you have drawn. You witness it to miss something that would let it stand out loud  but you wouldn’t do much about it however, since you wouldn’t wish to risk it being what it is now. Latently, you would wish for a sign from around you, so you could walk past ‘the almost line’, beyond which is the ultimate definition of your intention; the epitome of you, when ALL YOU NEED is your GRIT to go BEYOND BEING ALMOST. 

Listen to your voice. If it commands  you to move, obey it blind; if it doesn’t, move even then. After all, what’s a life without risks that promise you astonishing experiences each time.