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Decide where you want to reach and then you will be able to choose your path well and enjoy it thoroughly. You will know which opportunities are enriching for you and could make the best out of them. Of course, little digressions on the way are always welcome to make the journey even more interesting. But the bottom line is, KNOW WHERE YOU ARE HEADING TO!
But then you meet people of all sorts on this journey. And the dangerous species, or rather let’s call them influential species, are those with no destination at all! Now attention, there are two sub categories under this: the loafers or the wanderers are the first sub category. Simply put, they are lost! There is no purpose, not even a short term goal of pleasure in what they do. They do things just because they are told to so or because someone else is also doing it.
And the second sub category is the:
Behti hava sa tha woh…
Udti patang sa tha woh..
Humko toh raahein thi chalati, wo khud apni rah banata
Girta, sambhalta, masti se chalta tha wo!
It’s the kind who change, or at least change your perception. Is it possible to travel just for the fun of it? Without worrying about what lies in front of you? About the time and efforts it’s going to take? Why not? It’s the time and effort put in for the destination called life- the MAJOR one! Who cares if did not achieve the pointless milestones that don’t even matter once they are achieved?
But then again, don’t these little milestones make the whole called life? Isn’t it great to do things with some beautiful dreams on your mind one after the other? Of course, it restricts your path to a certain things but there is a lot of joy in this kind of discipline too.
Finally, to each his own. Personally speaking, I belong to the “know your destination” category. But it should be fun sometime to cross the threshold and go over to the other side 

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  1. wow.. its amazing..!! what inspired u?? who rather??

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  2. totally like it and agree with what you say here I would like to cross the threshold at least once..

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