I was in Mumbai pursuing my graduation in mass media; I was not

The words of Ishita Dutta — “I was in Mumbai pursuing my graduation in mass media; I was not sure what to do. I tried my hand at a couple of different things. I joined an acting school after that and eventually things fell in place.” — are gentle in tone, yet they carry the timeless rhythm of the seeker’s journey. In them lives a truth as ancient as time itself: that clarity is not the beginning of the path, but its reward. The one who walks with uncertainty, yet refuses to stand still, will one day find her direction. The universe does not reveal its purpose to the idle; it whispers it to the wanderer, step by uncertain step.

When Ishita Dutta spoke these words, she spoke for every soul who has stood in the crossroads of youth, unsure which road to take. In Mumbai, that vast and restless city where dreams rise and fall like the tides, she began her search not with a plan, but with curiosity — with the courage to try, to explore, to fail and begin again. She did not wait for revelation; she walked toward it. And that is the secret: the path reveals itself only to those who move. The ancients would have called this the Way of Becoming — a road that demands patience, humility, and faith in unseen destinations.

Many through history have begun their journey in the fog of doubt. Steve Jobs, when he dropped out of college, did not yet see the company he would one day build. He simply followed his fascination with design and intuition, attending calligraphy classes that seemed useless at the time — yet those same lessons gave birth to the beauty of Apple’s typography. Vincent van Gogh tried his hand at teaching, preaching, and trading before he picked up a brush. In his confusion lay the seed of his genius. Like Ishita, they did not begin with certainty; they began with courage — and that was enough.

In her words, “I tried my hand at a couple of different things,” we find the quiet bravery of the learner who refuses to surrender to fear. The world often praises those who know their purpose early, but the truth is that purpose is not discovered in thought, but in action. Each attempt, each experiment, each so-called failure, is a revelation in disguise. The blacksmith does not find the shape of the blade by dreaming of swords; he finds it by hammering, shaping, and burning the metal until its form emerges. Likewise, the spirit must be tested by experience before it can recognize its true craft.

The moment she joined the acting school, Ishita stepped into alignment with her calling — though she could not have foreseen it. That single choice, born not from grand vision but from quiet curiosity, changed her destiny. This teaches us that life does not unfold in a single leap, but in a thousand small obediences to the voice within. Each choice opens a door, and through those doors we find ourselves. When she says that “eventually things fell in place,” she is describing not luck, but the natural harmony that arises when action meets authenticity. The universe, like a river, aligns itself to those who dare to move with faith.

The ancients spoke of dharma, the path of one’s true calling — not imposed by society, but discovered through living. Yet they also warned that dharma cannot be seen at the beginning. It is like the dawn that appears only after one has walked through the night. Ishita’s journey mirrors this wisdom. Her uncertainty was not a mistake; it was her initiation. It taught her to listen, to explore, and to trust the slow unfurling of her destiny. The one who waits for perfect certainty will never begin. The one who begins despite uncertainty will find certainty as her companion later.

So let this be a lesson for all who stand at the threshold of doubt: you do not need to know — you only need to move. Try, fail, and begin again, for the gods favor the active soul. If you are lost, seek not for signs in the stars, but take one honest step forward; the next will reveal itself. Life rewards the heart that listens and the hands that act. As Ishita Dutta discovered, faith is not knowing the path — it is walking without fear until the path knows you.

Therefore, O seeker of meaning, do not curse the days of confusion, for they are the soil of your becoming. Embrace them as the ancients embraced the storm — not with despair, but with wonder. For when you move with sincerity, the winds will shift, the clouds will part, and in time, as Ishita said with quiet grace, “things will fall in place.”