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Making wishes come true (blog marathon post 21)




Life will not always go the way you want it to. If it did, it would be a car, not life. And even cars crash, get deflated tyres, run out of fuel, need maintenance.

Of late I have been thinking about what is it that keeps one going? For some it is the anticipation of a better future. (If I study hard and top my exams, then I will get into so-and-so college and life will be all good). For some it is the anticipation of an immediate result or a result in the near future. (If I get that promotion and get a pay-hike of x percent, my life will be all set). For some it is the search for that perfect person to share their lives with. (Psst--let me tell you a secret--the 'perfect person' doesn't exist). For others, it might be an event that they are looking forward to. (An old couple eagerly awaits the arrival of their adult son and his family who will be visiting them soon).

Whatever it is, all of us have some hopes, aspirations, dreams, goals. I had read somewhere that a goal is a dream with a deadline. How true that is.

Whatever it is that you dream of, desperately want---write it down. Stick it on your desk if you must. Take five minutes off. Visualise it happening. put your thoughts and energy into it every single day.
Even if you do not do anything consciously about it, think about it and keep it somewhere at the back of your mind, where you take it out every single day. And hold on to it.

Gradually your mind will start working towards achieving it.

This is what happened to my protagonist Diksha in The Secret Wishlist 
(incidentally it is selling at just Rs.88/- for a limited period)

I do believe that when you wish it, and write it down and think about it, you subconsciuosly work to make it happen.
And your wishes come true, like magic. (Yes, Rhonda Byrne is right).

Wishing you tonnes of luck in achieving yours!
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Comments

  1. Thank you Preeti! Thanks for motivating in such a beautiful manner! Many a times I get answers to my questions from your older blog posts, which i read regularly and repetitively ;-) or some characters from your novel, and just because of that i have started enjoying life a little more and appreciating people around me! Keep writing and inspiring! Big Huggg!!! Thanks again!!

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  2. Thank you Preeti! Thanks for motivating in such a beautiful manner! Many a times I get answers to my questions from your older blog posts, which i read regularly and repetitively ;-) or some characters from your novel, and just because of that i have started enjoying life a little more and appreciating people around me! Keep writing and inspiring! Big Huggg!!! Thanks again!!

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  3. My dad always tells this. What ever you want or dream for: think of it, speak out loud once in day, write it down. While doing this, you automatically put your efforts in achieving your goal, wish, dreams..!!! :)

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  4. absolutely! our dreams, anticipations, h
    opes gives a ray to live when life seems hollow and worthless. we should keep up our spirits and keep working towards them

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  5. inspiring lines mam :) sure set the wish and try to fulfill that :)

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  6. Really it is very inspiring.
    Keep writing.

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  7. Really nice ....your writing are always inspiring .thanks for writing

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  8. Wow... great wordings.... thnks for the blog Preeti... love ur wiriting.... keep it up..!!!!!!!!!!!

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  9. What an inspiring post. I think I am going to do this from now on. Let me see how many of my wishes come true!

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  10. Certainly true !! It is our dreams, aspirations and infact I should say our hopes which take us forward. Had there been no hope and belief, the world would have come to a halt. Sometimes life takes a U turn. But then that is why it called life. Life is really mysterious. Many a time, it becomes difficult to figure out why did it happen. If you have hope, you would never utter the word nope. So,if you who really visualises your dreams, you will surely make them happen sooner or later.
    But the condition required is that one will have to believe beyond imagination. Then only dreams will turn into reality and then people would call something known as Miracles !!

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