I dread of one thing in life- the lack of creativity. If the significance of it’s existence is crucial, the parallel truth of the reality, the commitments, the 9-5 jobs, kids, marriage, college, assignments and many will chain you down to the ground. It will seem like forever to reach the goals you dream of.
But then, what comes for free and flows as effortlessly as a brimmed gloated river? Absolutely Nothing!
Yes, your passion, your dreams( whatever it might be or however insignificant you feel it to be) demands your time, your dedication, the urge for success like a thirsty man on a summer afternoon. Briskly and consistently looking out for a drop of life.
As much as the anxiety is promised, so is the necessity for the calmness to prevail.
It is nothing less than a meditation done over ages.
The sounds(rather the noises) around you are to be muted. The rummaging brain needs a beam. A single ray of light that can take you, enlighten you and carry you through the stifling journey.
I will warn you. It is not going to be easy.
Pursuing your dreams would account for a stigma in the well-settled society. It starts as a low whisper, a collective grumble and spread into a noisy shout from the cheap loudspeaker they use in political speeches.
“There will be no security”
“It is not worth risking your perfect life”
“Think about a stable future”
The grunt never diminishes unless you bow down and have your neck to their voices.
Yes, money is a funny thing. It is extremely significant at the same time insignificant! It will be like walking on a thin rope on a high building! But can you pursue your dreams while doing what you are doing!
Then yes, none can stop you from doing that unless it is you who is creating a barrier for yourself!
There are only a few mortals who listened to every heartbeat, there was just no choice. The dreams haunted them, never letting them to sigh and that is why my friends, many people despite the two-day jobs or the part-time work, they still made time for themselves! And a herd was born.
They have all writhed with time, fallen, quit at times, cursed, cried, screamed and at the last. Picked themselves up, squared their shoulders and got back into the game.
And that’s how games were created, that’s how rules were made. They sweated blood and tamed the lazy body to see a dream fulfill that only they could visualize. And after years and years of practice, commitment and sacrifices, they rose!
Now they here the applaud, revenge taken.
It was not easy! But it is never impossible.
Prove the time that you are not easy, you are not fragile. And see till the end of the journey!
And keep doing what you have to do until you can do what you want to do!