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Risk not,get not




My thoughts are like a collage of the past, present and of course my wishful thinking, which in simple terms means the future. Every one thinks,everyone has thoughts, so there’s  nothing special here but a girl writing down her thoughts …I think a lot, and lately my thinking is in overdrive thanks to the attention am paying to my notes while preparing for exams. I shouldn’t be writing this blogpost ( or watching a “few” movies ) but I needed to do a bit of offloading and  it’s been a while since I got my lyricalUmy thoughts together. Like all afternoons during exam period, the strength  to open a book and read when you don’t have a paper the following day, needs a LOT  of divine intervention, hence my brain started to wander and I landed on  this accurate fact about my life: I HATE TAKING RISKS! I thought twice before I wrote that down, mostly because it's one quality I wouldn’t want that interviewing panel to know before I start sending out my  CVs .But the truth of the matter is, I am one of those people who like playing it safe, and would rather not take a chance. Although,in my defense, I do take chances (but  not the kind to blow your mind away)  My risk phobia  might not touch on every aspect of my entire life, but when it comes to certain decisions I prefer taking the road with less corners and sharp bends…

Yet recently, I made a decision that will inevitably take me through that road less travelled on. I can’t really say why I made that decision  knowing the risks involved, but for once I decided something based on what I really wanted… choosing a good thing that will probably mean putting on a brave face even when I  have everything to lose. It might not be one of those huge life-defining decisions, but from where am standing, it has made me learn more about myself and at the same time helped  realize something that my father has slowly engrained in my life… “take risks,have blind faith and hope for the best.But always take a risk if you really want what you want!! “  keeping in mind that risks should always be calculated, SMARTLY.

Cards on the table,
I have everything to lose…
Playing my cards right,
So that I  never lose

It’s easy playing it safe,
Having things work out,
Even when it’s not what you really want.

At the end of the day
Things stay the same,
Nothing changes,
Nothing to lose…
Nothing to gain…

But what if….
If I had played my cards differently
If I had taken a chance to lose
If I had taken a chance,just one!
(LyricalUmy)

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