Spread some Fragrance

It is pitiful to watch an old man lying on his deathbed. That man traveled places around the world, met wonderful people, read books & gathered a lot of knowledge throughout his prime. But it would have been meaningless had he lived it for himself and kept all these for himself. He spread his knowledge among other curious beings, curious for information, curious to know the culture of distant countries, curious to know what books have to say.


While we are busy toiling hard, accumulating heaps of insignificant material for ourselves, why not stop and think about this ?
We all are set on the same path as the old man. We know our destination and we know we have begun our journey but the distance is unknown, unknown till the very last moment. So why not wander off a little and pick some flowers along the way and let us collect them in a basket for while we travel, the fragrance can refresh some travellers, old and new.


ફૂલ વીણ સખે! ફૂલ વીણ સખે!

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life.

The above line was quoted by Steve Jobs in his famous Stanford commencement speech in 2005.
At almost 22 years of age I feel old and paralyzed. Not physically of course, but the burden is something not visible, not understood, nor deserving of sympathy.
At the age when my friends are putting in their efforts to clear exams of a professional course with possibly the lowest pass percentage, I am wasting my time sitting at my home, pretending to study. Hardly calculative in my approach to life, I am unsure how I could survive this calculative profession.
I don't know my passion, nor have I come to recognise my talent, if any. I don't know what I love and I don't know how to find it. Where my future lies I am unsure.
I am not hungry but I surely am Foolish.