Today I am going to talk about my day dream and it takes birth with the hold of a pen.
I like to hold a pen in my right hand. I love if someone gave me a pen as gift. A good, fine, elegant, smooth & comfortable to hold. Give me the feel as I am going to write the most important thing for human mankind, as I am going to redefine the power of fiction. Sometimes it feel like i am going to write something as complex as quantum mechanics or rocket science or f1’s dual clutch automatic gear box. Sometimes the bible of psychology or philosophy which will guide human b’s for indefinite centuries. Yes, I agree it’s like flying in the air without knowing your potential, flying in your dreamy world & we all know everyone is hero in their dreams or super human, so am i.
No doubt sometimes I talk stupid. I actually once heard that ‘doing nothing is a drag itself’, so I thought talking stupid can also be productive sometimes. But hey that doesn’t mean I am practicing stupidity.
Ok, let me remind myself where I was, yes, flying in air (I suddenly look at the title actually) without knowing your potential. Our elders used to say that it is very dangerous to fly because when storm comes you fall on earth very badly. But let me tell you one thing apart from elders theory, life is nothing without tragedy, nothing big can be achieved without tragedy so be curious to get one. So fly & fly fearlessly, of course everyone flies fearlessly because they haven’t faced the storm yet.
Now on the other side (mature side), on the other side of stupidity, when we came to know our potential, when we’ll find ourselves from deep within, what will be the change in our behavior. Shall we be still wants to fly? Well I don’t think so, what I think is we would want to run than to fly then. Actually don’t get confused, flying & running both are important. If you want to learn how to run, first you have to fly (day dream) and get hurt. Yes, you read it right ‘get hurt’ & fortunately or unfortunately this is only way to achieve something (whatever your dream is). Actually some people want to fly in their whole life, some wants to run & other gets their spirit of achieving their dreams broken; the value of their confidence level lies on the negative side of number line.
So after living that period of time in which we used to fly, we enters in real, practical & sensible period of life (sometimes I hate the word ‘sensible’ because i want to play crazy) & this period of life hardly gets affected or influenced, so that means we are going to be sensible for the rest of our lives. It doesn’t feel great because I think change should be there, minor changes, in different periods of time. Because if we don’t want to change at any period of time then the spirit of learning will die slowly-slowly from within us.
And to keep the spirit of learning alive in us for the entire life (after reading this article specially) we have to fly fearlessly again after regular intervals of time. That is the only reason I want to do paragliding, don’t laugh its truth.
Alright! After all those precious years in which I fly in air & got hurt (yes, I got hurt), now I want to run & run hard, I need to & I would love to. But occasionally I want to fly fearlessly no matter of what. Because it provides me the regular motivation (in every season, whether the way to gulmurg is closed due to snow fall or not) to keep running until my dream is achieved. I want to use “I don’t care” to get motivated to write something by which I can show my care to someone I love.
After all the stupid and confusing talks, now I want to reveal the central idea of this & it is: we should have flexibility in our behavior to adopt or acquire new things in our lives & to relive older things which we quit doing just for sensibility (after got hurt), I strongly believe that if we had learned so much by getting hurt for just once then how much we can learn by getting hurt over and over again (without repeating same mistakes, of course). So, fly-get hurt-run-fly-get hurt-run, this is the most beautiful learning cycle I ever have practiced in my life. tc
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