Crossroads

I guess there is a time in everyone’s life when they feel they have reached an unknown place, and they dont know where life goes from then on. The feeling of uncertainity, the feeling of what’s going to happen next. Especially when people everywhere around seem to be in the most perfect place in their lives. Why is it that the world seems to have this template, which people need to follow in order to be called successful, and therefore acceptable. People say everything will eventually fall into its place, that’s the norm of life. But, what if, when the pieces fall into their place, you dont like where the pieces have fallen.
I guess most of the people avoid this period of uncertainity and pick a safe path, a path which is trustable and has been tested to give the most promising results. I actually envy such people. In a strange way they know what they want. They have picked a path, and they are happy with it, relaxed, peaceful, calm in their lives.
But ofcourse, people who make a difference in the world are the people who are not scared of the uncertainity. These are the people who are always restless to be different. These are the people who have the dare to pick an untested and a never travelled path. A great person once said “ be the change you want to see”! how many people would really dare to be the change. Everybody wants to enjoy the fruits on an evolved and enlightened society, but only a few, very few, would want to be a part of the change, the evolution. In a way I guess that is justified, because if everyone had what it takes to be the change, imagine how many zillion pages our school history books would contain! I guess nature has its own way to even out greatness in those few people with the mediocrity of a zillion other humans.
Then again, there are these other kind of people who tried and failed. For every Vascodagama, there would have been thousands of people who set out to discover distant lands and were never heard of again. For every Dhirubhai Ambani, there would have been lakhs of people who came to the city on that very same day as him, tried their luck and failed, or simply didnt make it as big as him. What is it with great people, what are they made of! Or is it just about being at the right place at the right time. Is it just a stroke of luck that decides between being in the mediocre group and being etched in the human history forever!
I guess that’s the downside of picking the less travelled road, there’e a chance you may lose direction, chance of finding a deadend, chance of only red signals all the way, chance of just missing the green light at every signal. Its like forming a pyramid, there should be people at every level to hold the one at the top! There are people at the bottom, there are people who almost made it to the top! A person who dares to be different should also have the dare to face the consequences. If you are scared of falling off the pyramid, you better stick to the bottom levels!