You define your own success

An arduous confession to be made by one is to admit their wrongs. Be it sins, mistakes, or guilt, it is an insult for human to voluntarily stand up and point it out, hence to go through all the erroneous, despite we all genuinely know that to fix a mistake starts from the basic of where it all started.

Not saying that I'm on a wrong turn, yet not to make any affirmation of the direction of where I am heading is 'The Destiny' I dream of. Merely, I ought to review my map as I am sailing it down my future. The road I mapped before I started my steps may not be the road I would want to trail as I walk by. Perhaps, there will be cross roads on which I would like to take my chances on, or when reverts seem better than forwards, or bogus junctions that I would like to peak into, roadblocks, or just about any possibilities that may come by as I enroute my way down to my destination. In fact, the destination itself may or may not be certain. How can I tell? How can anyone ever told what is there written in the Luh Mahfuz for me?

Life is about countless of trials and failures. Making plans or planning futures are the trials I mean, in which no insurance company dare to cover upon its failure. Nevertheless, we ourselves have to have the guts in taking chances for our own, on our own. But why? Because we are just too ambitious perhaps. Is it wrong to be ambitious facing plans of no guarantee? I am here, have plans, so many indeed and still asking myself why…

Should I stick to my plan? On any circumstances?

Shall I alter some when considered necessary?

Can I still end up there of where I wanted to be?

Might I still be wanting something else besides of what I have planned?

What if I failed?

What if I don't reach there?

What if I am happy of not becoming what I wished for?

What if I just feebly turn failures into something in which I have to succumbed? And fake happiness?

What if I don't like what I am intended to do? Will I still be striking in achieving that so-called dreams?

If my plans were to happen, will I still be celebrating my success of sticking to my plan or will I celebrate my joy of being there?

What if? What if? What if?

Success is a mixture of innumerable ingredients. Only you yourself have the perfect taste buds to it and hold the absolute definition. You define your own success. No one is better than anyone else in the term of self-accomplishment. You can be filthy rich with mansions all around the world, but if you still haven't feel good enough, you will still not success yourself. Every individual have his or her own threshold of triumph. Nobody can tell what you should do and what you should have done.

Know yourself, set a target to accord your needs. It is okay to ditch an old time dreams, life isn't a fairy tale…