Hope & a little laugh

I am an optimist but when a child begs me for money, I am sad. Its easy to let go of that, its India, learn to say no, its life long? Or you can really think about changing the world. By making it grow? Create more consumers, to earn profit and then perhaps do CSR, wonderful. Or you can actually do something. But who am I? I just want to find a 'soul-mate', eat, sleep, drink, get rich or atleast die trying. Such is life.

Sometimes you find people you can have a good laugh with, people who understand you, you call them friends (i.e. people culture-ed similarly/super-natural connect?) Anyhow, point being that laughter is good, its full of hope, they give you hope, they tell you white as white and black as, well, mostly black but sometimes white, and you live through the grey areas together, asking questions and dealing with each others 'confusions' (they come in various forms: parents, career, love, etc etc)

Then, there are roles to play in life, oh that is a good one. Of a son, of a colleague, of a student, of a guy, of a leader (co-incidence ignited by AIESEC). They are challenging and exciting and full of learning and expectations and disappointments and I can go on. But at the end of the day, they are roles. They drive you through the day, they also drive you through a certain time of your life, but when you alone at night just before you go to sleep, you ask if this is what you really want to be doing or you feel immensely happy that you are doing what you are doing - depending on how the day has been. But what about all the days put together, all the good ones and the bad ones, and the okay ones, what about life?

I love passion, I don't know if I know what it means, but I have it, I love the individuality it brings, the courage, the excitement, the drive, the utility of time, the insensitivity to what you are non-passionate about! But also it makes you do too much, and in that doing, it can take you off-track, of what really mattered, even, it can change what matters, which I am not too sure of.

Over-all, however, I am hopeful, hope being a strategy, not a plan though. So be it. I am without a plan, and happy as I ever can be (discounting one particular matter which shall change and stop bringing this sinking feeling and only be a source of joy, hope remember?)