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Peek into the Future

 “I don’t repeat the same mistakes again”…. It is quite obvious, why would someone repeat the same mistakes again? But the problem is- it happens, more often than not, at least with me.  Sometimes, I get so influenced by the benefits I see in the present that the evident long-term repercussions of my doings seem trivial, they seem like the things which can be dealt with ‘when the time comes’. But they never are…. And once ‘the time comes’, I’m left longing for a time machine to go back in time and set things right.  I think “If I had an actual feel of this condition of mine back then… I would not have done the things the way I did”…. The question which keeps buzzing our minds is: ‘Am I doing the right thing?’
This stirs in me a thought, a wild wish which goes something like “Please god, give me an actual glimpse of my future, short as it may be, but please, let me have a taste of what’s coming if I continue living life the way I am right now.” Perhaps that is why some of us are so obsessed with future reading: tarot cards, revealing parrots, magic crystals, palm reading etc. etc. These things may not provide a guarantee to the future (referring to the fact that a zillion Libras cannot fall into love at the same time) , but what they provide is that little ‘peek’ into the future which we sometimes require, the insight into what might happen, the optimism or warning it carries with itself.  
What I wish for though, is an actual 15 minutes of my future life, be it in a dream or a trance, whatever…. That and only that ,I believe, can grab me by the shoulders, shake me up and say, “Don’t continue doing this, this is how it’s going to hurt you” or “Do what your heart says fearlessly, this is how happy you are going to be in the near future”.  Not only would I not be repeating mistakes then, I wouldn’t be committing them in the first place, would I?

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