The Chosen One

(for people who think it is pointless rambling - it probably is, don't bother)

Time and again, your situation makes you realize the same gut wrenching fact: you are not "the chosen one". You are nice, and you are good - not good enough. You can try harder and try more but cannot change the fact. The choice does not involve you. It hurts, makes you feel doubtful of yourself but still it remains the fact. Unfortunate, but true. You are not the one.
It's like the feeling Legolas (Orlando Bloom) must have had in Return of the King. He was good, but Aragon was the king. What if he wanted to be the king? Maybe Legolas would have been a better king - maybe worse, we can never know. It was the fork in the road that was never taken. It's the same in life. You could have done better or worse - but you still wanted to be there, be the one.
       All said and done, you are left on the sidelines, wondering what it would be like to be chosen. Or be happy for the one who was or would be chosen. It's like the others who tried before King Arthur pulled Excalibur out of the stone. It was his destiny, and that of the others who failed. Sometimes, it is your destiny to sit on the shore and watch the ship sail away happily - and sing good luck songs for the ship. Destiny however leaves a caveat. Like a wise man once said, A man does what he can until his destiny is revealed to him. So you can try, try more and perhaps fail. Confirm the failure but continue to try. If sitting on the shore is your destiny, might as well take a few plunges and live with the satisfaction that you tried. Atleast it saves you from the pain of thinking 'what could have been...'
       One thing is for sure though - you will be told at some point or the other - that it's not worth it!! That your trying is in vain and you deserve better. People who tell you that are either being too nice or just don't know you well enough. It's a dream, something you have decided to live by, committed to follow and cherish in your heart like a part of your soul. It's a passion you cannot express but can only smile about and say "that is how it is". How can anything not be worth it? While you are being told you deserve better - you begin the whole process in your mind again coming to the same crushing conclusion - am happy that I had this dream, this passion and I am not sad to be sidelined. There is nothing I hold against those who reject. In fact, one of the happiest thoughts I will take with me is that I tried!! I did something I wanted to do and it was worth every bit. There is just one tryst I have with my destiny - afterall I am not The Chosen One

(people egged on to bear this torture by my pointless rambling teaser - sorry, I told you it would be!!)