THE FOUR QUESTION MARKS

 



One of the nails you and I hammer while we raise our houses of failure is - giving up when we feel discouraged.

Trust me, it’s not easy to be optimistic and stay hopeful when this nail hits us hard. But, then, one thing is sure: If you and I love life, believe in the goodness our hearts possess – and, above all, if we recognize how fortunate we are for the blessings God has bestowed upon us, yes, right through this deep sense of gratitude for the gift of life, all our feelings of discouragement can dissolve. Nothing is going to cripple our souls till we choose to celebrate life...

All of us start dreaming, because we believe in our innate goodness... not because other believe in us. Others belief in us can be a great help, but not before we believe in our own selves...

Giving up when discouraged – when people say ‘No’, or show discouragement – yes, giving up when discouraged is a pure excuse. As Jim Rohn puts it, it’s a nail we allow ourselves to be hit hard with -  to raise our houses of failure...

Amid one of such days – of feeling a lot discouraged – early this morning, I saw a message from an ardent reader of my blogs. This person lives in another continent, and must’ve have sent this message while retiring to bed, last night... and it reached me here when I opened my eyes (literally and figuratively, both), this morning. The message was simple... Here it is:

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It’s easy to decode: “More than four days, no blog from you – what happened, my friend?”






Discouragement and encouragement – well, we are just humans not to be spared from their impact on our spirits. The only way to shake off the blues of our crippled souls is to administer the injection of encouragement... yes, time and time again. To paraphrase Helen Keller’s words, the only way to beat the loud sound of the shutting door (of discouragement) is to pay attention to hear the gentle sound of the door (of encouragement) that quietly opens for us...

There is enough reason – here, right now – to get up and celebrate... to shout loudly: “Enough of excuses”. This morning, the four question marks from my offshore friend made me hear the gentle sound of the door that’s was quietly opening... Another door opened, quietly, simultaneously... I saw Musa’s incredible dance...

 



Helen Keller was blind, deaf and dumb, all in one. Musa’s leg was amputated (due to cancer) when he was a little boy... Both refused to give up on life; both chose to celebrate it...

And, what are my problems? What are my complaints?

And, they are only two question marks, still - not even four.

 

GERALD D’CUNHA


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Video: Britain's Got Talent

 

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