With the dimensions of earth enlarging day by day, there’ll sure be a workplace just for you. Remember the dreams you had as a child? I don’t think I ever had a concrete one. I always dreamed of growing up to be a dancer or an artist or a story-teller and at times too many people as one. I remember my dream profession changing with the kinds of books I read, television shows I saw or the stories I heard at school. There was a time, probably during the 2nd grade, where I wanted to be just like my mother, so powerful yet humble.
Who knew, there would come a day where we’d have to fight to become what we finally decided upon? Compete against each other to live upto our dreams. Climb on shoulders, to touch the sky?
It takes around fifteen years to understand ourselves, to clear the confusions of our lives and come to definitive answer of what we want to become. A time where we want to know who we are and what we can really do? A time where we urge to find our power and responsibilities. It takes around a decade of struggles to follow that one dream that we feel is the most achievable and is just ours. There do come failures and doubts and all those things that can pull us down. Yet, we feel it’s just no time to turn back and we wish to leap ahead. Probably takes more time to trust our plans, a few more decades to make us reach the position we’ve always imagined to be at. And then is the time, when we can dream a new dream, choose to move ahead or become two personalities in one. To learn a new language or a new sport and all of it then makes sense of the beginning and the journey.
Every destination is a something that was earlier fought for. A place that you wish to die for and a journey that just seems to never end. But there’s always a world full of possibilities. A world of hope and of a dream that comes true. So keep going and keep dreaming and keep fighting till you get there. Don’t lose hope, do cry, but don’t forget to get up to get going back to the same dream for it is wanting to be yours as much as you’re wanting it, like a crazy lover.
Quoting, J. K. Rowling, “Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.” 🙂
Have you ever noticed your keyboard well enough except for purposes like learning to type or to clean it or to look for a specific key? No, right? At least I didn’t, I remember I’ve always used keyboards just to type or operate the computer and nothing else.
For, a person like me who works all day long on the computer that’s quite a normal thing to do. But what’s quite staggering is, we never tend to learn something valuable from our keyboard. I know, what you’re thinking. Typing is quite a valuable skill. Yes, I agree with that. But, let’s go deep into what I mean by something valuable here.
A few days ago, during an Exam, I was asked to find something artistic, in a keyboard. The question required us to list down the important features of a keyboard and why one found them so necessary. To list all those attributes of a keyboard that made it user-friendly. Like every other person, I jotted the important features, the design characters of the keys, the feel of it and what not. But what I could have never imagined was the lessons a keyboard could teach every person who knew how to use it.
The very first key of a keyboard, asks a person to stop being an ESCAPist, because right after that there is a world full of chances to take. Moving on, the largest key defines how we need a definite SPACE and how we have to provide it. Then there are these two twin or repetitive important keys that not tell us but also remind us how ENTERing different places is important. Coming next in queue, the ALT twin keys keep making us understand the importance of alternatives and choices in our lives. The CTRL twins tell us that too much control never works. The CAPS LOCK and the NUMBER LOCK make us believe that nothing in the world can take an individual’s value away. The BACKSPACE reminds us almost each minute, that we can always learn from our mistakes. The SHIFT key teaches us how one can lift other people in life. And the TAB key keeps telling us how to jump from one position to the other efficiently.
There’s so much more a keyboard teaches us in different ways. The INSERT, the DELETE, the HOME key and the END one too. Let’s START to look differently and be someone new. 🙂
For all those readers who are a nineties born or earlier, would remember those days that were a little distant from technology. I remember going to the parks to play. Reading more and more of books all the time, everyday. I can’t forget how mom scolded me and my siblings from watching television for more than an hour. I remember how we all sat together to sing or play and at times dance our troubles away.
I don’t see any of that happening today. We’re unfit and unclear, frustrated all day. We all sit with mobile phones closer than the people are. We are socially active but usually lifeless and slothful by far. I can’t remember when I left the book and took a phone in my hand. But I wish I can do vice versa soon and get new books back to my hand.
I wish to get to my feet and dance my worries out. I wish to play a game of chess with my dad and to laugh out. I wish to go jog not because it’s a duty but fun to jog and laugh around. I wish to sing more than to listen to my favorite music tracks which were earplugs bound. I wish to help mom cook desserts again. I wish to find my old friends, again. I wish to leave the techy games behind. I wish to pick up my pen leaving the keys far behind.
I know it’s different world today but it sure can be balanced too. Let’s try to take a walk into a life afar from technology too. 🙂
Most of my life, I’ve been afraid of myself. Yes, if there’s a phobia that describes “self-fear”, I definitely have had it for most of my age. I’m not scared of myself, I’m scared of how wrong I can be, how much people can hate me, how hard I can fall or how bad I can fail. The fear of not being “good enough” has always kept me behind closed doors. Doors that always had an opportunity knocking on them. But I always felt that those opportunities weren’t meant for me.
Soon the time passed and with it the opportunities too. Now the fear of being behind the closed doors crept in so bad that stepping outside seemed like a much better path. A path that was unseen, unknown and definitely untraveled before. I knew I was alone here, but at some point isn’t everybody alone?
I took a few small steps thinking I’d reach the destination. Unknown of this world outside my door, I tripped hard and hurt myself too but I got up since this was the only way remaining right? Another few steps got me to diversions in the path I chose, since the destination was far, I thought to befriend my journey and trusted myself and my instinct. Another few steps brought me to a sea where I saw my reflection which was unclear but this time it looked fearless, brave and proud. The confidence to move further came in diminishing the fear that had taken place in me for so many years.
I took a few more steps and understood that I had come into the wrong direction. So what would I do now? I corrected my mistakes and went further. I won’t say that I’ve reached my destination but this journey has taught me a lot. From being afraid to do something because I could be wrong, to do something because I could be right too. This path of learning has sure been longer than it should have been but I’ve learned to think about the rights of the left way.
So now it doesn’t matter what can go wrong, because I can make it right. What matters is what can go right. 🙂
In life generally I’ve always been a slow learner not in terms of my teachers or by comparison, just through the result of self-assessment. Being slow at learning has never disheartened me. I guess that is because, I quite enjoy the process of learning new things, languages, sports, art forms and whatever I can get my hands on.
I’m usually proud, not the ‘egotistical’ pride but the ‘i did something today’ pride. And that comes in me with a motivation to do much better the next day or further. I’ve seen people feeling bad about themselves not being able to perform well, while that never happened with me. Not because being slow or weak didn’t affect me, but because I knew that practice was the route to excellence.
Everyone is talented with something or the other. But at some point everyone is a beginner. No one is born excellent. We all have to work hard to get there. And once you’ve committed yourself to it. You will eventually get there.
Allow yourself to be a beginner, no one starts off being excellent. 🙂
I know the word YODO seems like an error or something incorrect or strange to most of my readers today. But I do have a reason for the L being replaced by a D in the abbreviation “YOLO”.
So a few years back, youngsters like me got quite excited with the abbreviation YOLO, which means You Only Live Once. I personally loved commenting it on pictures of my traveler buddies. YOLO became a pretty common status and a further common phrase to use to mock a friend from the group. But after this little time that I’ve spent using that word I’ve understood one simple thing. That it was never that way for me. It was nothing like a eureka moment or epiphany. I just understood that YOLO faded away for me because I didn’t really find it truthful anymore.
I felt that “You Only Live Once” is such a wrong connect. Because, we live everyday, each minute and breathe almost every second of our lives. In fact we breathe faster than the seconds of a minute, utilizing more of every micro part of being alive. And we just die once. So my conception of YOLO made me realize that how amazing it would be if I could live even every minute of my life to the fullest, making it memorable and having a story to tell about it. About the life I live in every breath. About the life that’s such an amazing gift to all of us present here.
Because, You Only Die Once and YOU LIVE EVERYDAY! 🙂
“But I might fall and hurt myself hard.” she said. Of course there are chances you will fall and hurt yourself. But you have to get up, climb again and try harder. Get up with the thought that you can do it. Climb with the thought that this one is definitely the last climb and jump with the thought that you’re flying.
Every goal in life requires passion and patience. If you have the passion to do it with all your heart without expecting anything in return, it’ll soon be yours and once you have the patience to achieve it, trying a million times and harder every time won’t tire you even a bit.
I love to attach my small-term goals to my dream. One step towards my goal is like one more step towards my dream. And so what if I’m slipping backwards or falling again, I’m definitely preparing myself for a longer run or a higher flight.
Through a dreamers mind to another go getter. Don’t give up, life’s large to make it happen. 🙂