Some days I just wanna stay in a place and watch my life as it goes by like still-water observes the beauty around, just the same way
I want to appreciate the little things I miss in the daily haste

And while I stay there and discover how so many people do little things for me and I forget to thank them; and
I want to feel gratuitous

I wanna stop for a while and not do anything and see how far I have reached from where I started; and
I want to feel proud

I wanna stop thinking about tomorrow;
about my problems;
about my future;
I just want to think about the things I already have; and
I want to feel lucky

I don’t want to think about the time I have wasted till now; or
the places I have to reach; or
things I need to know; or
questions I need to answer; or
problems I need to solve
And it’s not necessary that I need to feel accomplished like I have reached my destination
because at times the view before reaching the destination is better than the destination itself
I just want to enjoy that

Because resting is important, doing nothing is important too
Like an electronic device charges faster when kept undisturbed while charging
I wanna fill/charge myself with all these beautiful energies.

Do you feel the same?
What’s stopping you then?
Remember you can only watch the reflection of the sunset in still-water
So at times being still and doing nothing is not bad/wrong

And then after resting
.
.
.
.
I want to start again

-“Rest If you must but don’t you quit”

John Greenleaf Whittier

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5 thoughts on “Rest or Work?

  1. Thank you for sharing!!… 🙂

    Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
    to paint a picture, or write a letter,
    bake a cake, or plant a seed.
    Ponder the difference between want and need.

    Dust if you must, but there is not much time,
    with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
    Music to hear, and books to read,
    friends to cherish and life to lead.

    Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
    with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
    a flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
    this day will not come round again.

    Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
    old age will come and it’s not kind.
    And when you go, and go you must,
    you, yourself, will make more dust!

    (Rose Milligan)

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