These great walls.

The worst thing about fighting for something is running into a solid, brick wall.
The kind that no matter the series of options that you present: over, under or around it,
the only acceptable option is the one that requires you to push THROUGH it.

And we wonder why we couldn't take the im in impossible.

A few months, years back, when i stumble into these great, brick walls, i exhaust everything- including
my energy and arguments to forge the other paths. But lately, i just take it as it is.

As such, my new mantra is: LET GO.

And suddenly, the worst thing has become anything just short of best and triumph.
It is quite effective in reducing the stress levels by significant portions.
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Maybe it comes with ageing, we get tired of being aggressive. Of finding ways. Of arguments. But hopefully, never tire of critical thinking.

I doubt if we can ever shake off the frustration though. That we can just shrug and surrender to the idea that these effin walls will forever be WALLS- standing formidably tall longer than we expect or hope for.

I guess, the beauty of these walls are not entirely found in the actual head banging, crashing or pushing through them. But also in the process of finding and mind-picking the different creative options of getting past them.

In the end of the whole process, we see to realize, that these walls have their one true purpose-- to be just as they are.

So, as we sit from a distance, watching the entirety of these BRICKS from afar, we couldn't help but admire their outstanding, unwavering, marvelous presence.

What's life without them?