Today I’m sharing a Guest Post by Sataparna, also founder of the Urban Millennial.
I wanted to escape to the mountains to look out for serenity and peace. As we all feel somewhere that being flawless is beautiful.
The only question that was running on the back of my mind was how is the moon this pretty, flaunting it’s scars? The nomadic journey of finding peace is a common journey these days for sure. Let me say to you all, this journey is more interesting than the destination itself.
I packed my bags and left for the journey, the journey to reach the mountains and spent a few days away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
This was my first escape without motive of doing any work. This journey had a very significant role in this context. When I started my journey for the trek, I was pumped up, happy, and excited. I still remember it somewhere resonated with the happiness I had when I chose writing over all other passions, or the time when I aimed to be an entrepreneur, going against everyone around me as they wanted me to go for a job.
Soon I was rustling down the steep slopes, there were muscle cramps and the same journey which was pleasant in nature turned monotonous and weary. Exactly the way, following passion everyday and making a mark did to me.
Then I progressed a bit more, there was a waterfall, underneath a bridge ,which I needed to cross to reach my destination. The crystal clear water, the gushing race of the winds, the bridge made out of living roots of a tree; everything made me feel that I am reaching towards my final destination.
Now that’s a feeling. A feeling of peace, triumph and bliss. The same feeling we all get, while moving forward a bit in our journey towards our goal.
This trip wasn’t a trip, but a cycle of realizations. This is the time, when I realized, why do doctors suggest to you to go out for fresh air? Or why does the poet in a human get triggered by nature?
Or why people fall in love with nature?
I was tired, my legs were stiff and sore, like my unconditional lover kept on taking care of me.
The slopes turned steeper, I was losing my control, I didn’t know that it was going to be this hard. The guide started telling me stories of what the actual peak of the mountain looked like.
I started walking again, with a smile this time. Whenever we bear a loss or whenever any partnership breaks; whenever I feel that way, is this journey even worth the pain?
It is the peak of my aim that shows me a light and calls me aloud, that how important this is!
Then finally I reached the view, and it was indeed worth the effort! There was a waterfall kissing the river bed. Birds chirping all around. Water gushing all over as if playing with you. A few steps more and there you are at the peak of the mountain.
The celebration of victory was well defined by the nature. I wanted time to stand still. I wanted everything to freeze there. I could gaze, in amazement, at the majestic beauty and the feeling all over.
But, every good thing does end, right?
I have to head back to the starting point now! And it was up hill now, the hardest part!
When we are at the peak of success; that’s not where we end, that’s where a new journey starts. Every full stop starts a new sentence.
Managing, balancing and maintaining the success is yet another journey. Such a beautiful journey. Life is full of journeys, journeys which won’t end till we end. Let’s fight our own demons, hurdles and problems with a smile, and trust me, cherishing each foot step is actual victory.
The mountains aren’t perfect, they have flaws; somewhere they are uneven, somewhere they are broken, somewhere they are even bewildered.
Still they flaunt their beauty, without a pinch of doubt.
I was reaching the starting point with all my realizations. Happy and fulfilled!
Partnership conflicts did end my first business on a rough note, but when I started all over again, I started from experience. I started it beautifully! I started it by concealing all the flaws and contouring as best as I could.
This journey was a tale where I wanted to run away from the truths around. As they say, “It’s all in the mind”. I, too, had in mind that I don’t want to start over again. Will I be at zero when I start over again? Are my aims worth of it?
This trip ended with all these conclusions. Success is a choice. Success is consistency. Success is a journey. The destination is just a myth. Nothing can be more beautiful than something that’s broken.
Always remember how sculptures are made!
Photo Credit: is to me, Miranda Ortiz
Bio–
SATAPARNA MUKHERJEE
An avid writer, love giving experiences a touch of my words. I own a digital marketing company based in India called The Urban Millennial and a platform for voices of women and women empowerment called Her Voice. Passionate entrepreneur, who is in unconditional love with words!
Website for Sataparna can be found here.
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