Back in grade 3 when I was in Canada, we used to have a lush green playground right in front of our school Westmount Public School, in London, Ontario. Lush green when it didn't snow, that is. And then there were clovers. 3 leaved. 4 leaved. I was told by my classmates that plucking out a 4 leaved clover would bring luck. Legend goes, that the four leaves stand for faith, hope, love and luck. And they are found with a probability as low as 0.0004 (sorry about the nerd-ish insight).
As "luck" would have it, I'd always end up finding up a 4 leaved clover whenever I searched for it. Guess I have always been lucky. Now that I look back, I absolutely cannot deny how lucky I have been in so many situations. How lucky I have been to have escaped an incredible load of turmoil, how things always changed for the better. How if I hoped for something, it would always happen.
I worry a lot these days. Fret that things aren't going the way I planned them. Obsess over the smallest issues. Guess I need to find that 4 leaved clover soon. But I guess the 4 leaved clover was only ever, a symbol, a metaphor.
If I was always obsessed about finding those clovers, I guess I never would have found them. I just happened to find them, at the right place, at the right time. Of course, going by the probabilistic approach, I should have checked out 2,500 clovers to have found at least one, but that too would have given no guarantee.
Guess I'm doing it wrong right now. So I'm gonna take inspiration from my 8 year old self now. Let's see how that turns out.
As "luck" would have it, I'd always end up finding up a 4 leaved clover whenever I searched for it. Guess I have always been lucky. Now that I look back, I absolutely cannot deny how lucky I have been in so many situations. How lucky I have been to have escaped an incredible load of turmoil, how things always changed for the better. How if I hoped for something, it would always happen.
I worry a lot these days. Fret that things aren't going the way I planned them. Obsess over the smallest issues. Guess I need to find that 4 leaved clover soon. But I guess the 4 leaved clover was only ever, a symbol, a metaphor.
If I was always obsessed about finding those clovers, I guess I never would have found them. I just happened to find them, at the right place, at the right time. Of course, going by the probabilistic approach, I should have checked out 2,500 clovers to have found at least one, but that too would have given no guarantee.
Guess I'm doing it wrong right now. So I'm gonna take inspiration from my 8 year old self now. Let's see how that turns out.
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