A Lament..

Just how many times has it been..

That i have stumbled upon something exquisitely beautiful by other people..A flawless piece of writing..A hit-in-the-gut kind of thought..A marvelous piece of music,lyric..A superb one-liner,a mind-blowing quote..a moving story,a compelling cinema..marvelous display of mental,physical efficiency in science,literature,sports..in general everyday life itself..

And when i have gotten over my initial wonder..when my mind becomes used to the everyday reality and its mundane flow all over again..i sit and think and think very hard..what would be my contribution to this long list of human victories.Not for the sake of my name's immortality,though i wont deny that thought never comes to me,but for the sake of returning the deep gratitude i feel for all those talented men and women who have elevated the quality of my life,made me attain,for a few minutes or more,to the lofty heights of perfect bliss.

And thus,inspired by a missionary zeal..i plan n think and try to come up with that one thing that someone else can thank me for.I end up with embarrassing results most often..i give birth to mediocre things that are not really fit to be there in the list which inspired me in the first place and i know it pretty well..often,i have an inspiration and a vague belief that this will be it.this will be my contribution.But it often loses its charm mid-way.And many a times,i am too lazy to give shape to my inspirations.

And so this lament remains...

The redeeming part is though..as long as the lament is there,my search will not end...