A Matter Of Choice? Really??

Purv, the eternal optimist wrote a beautiful piece on making a choice. On how you decide what you wanna do. But she spoilt it for me by telling bout the creation of the poem. So now I am biased about it. And maybe, just maybe I don’t even like it.
I choose??!!??

Choices. Not really talking about the mauve one or the green one, whether to style my hair or not, clean da room today or wait for Seema...but the more bigger ones, the ones that make u look back and say, Im glad I chose that or during the less fortunate times regret da decision?

Ive always believed that no matter what choice you make, eventually you get what you are bound to get.
And no im not calling it Fate and shrugging off responsibility. It is about evolution. About being worthy of getting what ultimately you get. About grooming. To accept the inevitable, good or bad, is predestined. But relatively how much of both is what you choose. Because you get. You oh soo get what you deserve.

The Theory:
In Life. When you are grown up enough and your maa thinks so too, enough to let u make your own decision, there are always two choices. Not mandatory. But more often. Not the right or the wrong one. I don’t think there really is absolute right or a wrong. But two different choices which have life altering consequences. Or so it seems at that moment.

It is like a matrix I think. Or just a criss cross of paths, having the same end. Like da game where we choose the rite path for the rabbit to reach the carrot or something. Only here all the paths invariably lead to the carrot.

Choose ‘A’ and go on. To the next decision moment. Which is more often than not a result of chosing ‘A’. Choose ‘A’ again. Or whichever you choose. Then further, you choose ‘B’ and so in life you go on making choices, decisions, picking, preferring… creating more options and more alternatives merely by the choice you make in the previous situation.

But I think, had I chosen 'B'as my first decision, which again lead to two more choices, rather repercussions of my decision, the next set of choices again ‘A’ or ‘B’ leading to more picking and fretting eventually takes me, at some point which is the same as when I chose ‘A’ initially and went ahead.

So eventually, whatever way I choose, I in the end am getting precisely what I am suppose to get. I don’t believe in chitragupt.
So then is it fate all the way? Umm...I don’t know.
So am I saying we are not really responsible for what happens in our lives??

No. We are responsible for the next set of choices, for the responsibilities and the reactions. Ours and others. But all lead to something. And that something is I say predestined.

And how we take what is at the end of the journey is what our choices have shaped us up to be. Accepting, rebelling, regret, joy...

What we get is not altered, but how much we value it, definitely is.