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What stops you? When I ask this question to myself fear is the answer but why?

Even before starting something, the one thing that puts end to everything or in other words… one thing that put continuity to mediocrity is “Fear”

But why? From where this fear comes from where it arises… from all those acts that we see all those images from the past that we have…

How true is this fear? How true is that feeling? How important is that fear? How necessary is that fear?

To most of the question the answer is yes! You heard it right. Fear will be there it will always be there…

The one who was at the peak of the highest mountain was scared before reaching there… The one who started something from scratch was scared once till that thing became a brand…

May be fear is as natural as hunger or sleep… but it is also only thing which goes away by overcoming it…

You don’t have to feel it… you don’t have to succumb to it… the one who took that ship to the unknown horizon… there were hundreds of monsters around him…

So, fear is natural… yes, may be no! Meaning fear will arise… because our mind is happy with being on the couch, eating chips and waiting for next season of the series…

It’s happy with the salary credited…. With the tiny pleasure that it has got that it doesn’t want to lose….

But remember you are the master… you are the in charge it’s not the other way round… your awareness will bring the needful understanding and it will be being the courage…

Nothing much… every day four things you have to commit to… two things you do that which your brain wants and two things that your brain don’t want to do…

Fear is not the virtue of our life… but remember fearless does not mean being rude… arrogant… rather it’s the courage to take that another step when you can’t even walk….

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