You could have been a king. Won riches, land, commanded battalions and harems.
You could have been the warrior queen who ended a war.
You could have been the President of a nation and led your country to glory.
You could have been an artist and graced homes, museums and galleries.
You could have been an actor and led a life of glamour full of love, envy or both.
You could have been famous.
You could have been very rich.
You could have been a teacher and changed several lives for the better, sharing what you know with many young minds.
You could have been an industrialist or a thought leader starring in talk shows to voice powerful opinions.
You could have been the most important thing on this planet right now and part of history or atleast Wikipedia.
But you are sitting inside these four walls and not chasing these several possibilities and there are perhaps only one or two people who you can really mean or be everything to.
But you can sit where you are in peace, breathe and know that the air smells of fresh rain and the slight woody mustiness of wet earth and let waves of happiness overwhelm you because in all likelihood, you are the only one who captured this micro moment of rainy abandon in a moment that will never come back again. And that alone holds the power to make your purpose on this planet holy and beautiful.