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The Goal of life


                     
 World cup is to end round the corner. Every football fanatic’s eyes are glued to the arenas in Brazil where Germany and Argentina are prepared for the final battle. Lakhs of fans are praying for their favorites and hope to grab the world cup trophy in their country’s name. Everyone is tensed about who will score the final goal, who will make their teams will, who will be the star player. But have we ever worried about the goal of our life. Do we ever try to score a goal that turns ourselves into a star player helping us grab the victory against materialistic desires? I am sure that many would have thought about it, but no one is courageous enough to start this journey. We often worry about hundreds of things that are going on in our lives but never try to run past the defenders of our own thoughts towards the goalpost of salvation.

                        
Whatever we try to do in life, we always have that inner craving to search for the goal first and then if got a  
chance to score, shoot to score too. But the problem is, unlike football, the goal of life is hidden behind a
thick curtain of materialism and desires which are hard to lift off. The problem is we run aimlessly in various
directions when we know that the goal is right in front of our eyes. The goal is nothing but contentment.
Contentment commands happiness, happiness wash away apprehensions, an apprehension free soul is free
from worries and calm person is straight past the goalkeeper towards his life goal. To visualize the goalpost
in front of eyes, first try to visualize contentment in your life. Be happy in what you are, be satisfied with
what you have because desires have no limits and soul have only one wish, to be contended and happy. No 
one is perfect, some have the perfect body, some don’t, some have lakhs in banks some even find it hard to 
earn two square meals, but contentment is one thing that everyone can afford. If one can be at peace with 
what one has, he can surely score high in the match called life.

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