Conflicting Opinions v. A Personal Choice

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A multitude of opinions streaming through from everywhere, from everyone, from unexpected quarters, from unknown corners, from someone I didn’t care about ,about someone I have come to care about. In this muddle, lies the innocent choice. The choice slashed at by these opinions but a choice that still remains. A choice that gives me some amount of pleasure at some undefined moment, a choice that comes up with a surprise, a choice that makes me look forward to it, a choice that gives me the hope that I have made the right choice. But the opinions. Opinions presenting something contrary to my perception. Not always contrary because somewhere deep down I know the opinions are true but the choice? What’s true and false about a choice? What’s wrong and right about a choice? Isn’t a choice a choice and only a choice and remains the choice despite the decreeing of value judgments on it? But is it this simple? Is the choice completely unperturbed by opinions? Do opinions have no value? Rephrasing, do opinions from people you consider so dear and close have no value? The sensible answer to this is a ‘yes’ but does the choice need to comply with sensibility? Having said this, am I thinking on too tangential parameters? Is this stream of thought too much off the track? I think it is. Who’s answering all these questions? It is I who am. Then why the delirium? Trust. Faith. Conviction. Belief. Wrap them up and put it into your answers. Opinions and choice will then not be in a contradiction. Or so I think.

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