The Diary of A Dreamer

Asmi is a restless explorer, an avid discoverer. Every individual, I believe is an innate explorer and a discoverer at heart.
Bereft of all the cares of this weary world, she resides in 'Paragaia', a utopian island, far far away from the civilization of brutes. She lives there alone with her crazy fancies and fantastic ideas. The island is inhabited by only meek and harmless animal and birds who give Asmi sane company. She lives there fearless and free in a small treehouse built atop a huge banyan tree.  From there, she can oversee the distant horizon. No ship or boat has ever crossed that island, she wonders why. May be because the island is perennially hid from view by a thick cloud of fog and mist. No one knows what lies beyond the heavy white blanket.
Asmi struts and strolls in the wilderness all by herself oblivious of the world far away. She hums and sings and serenades the sultry surroundings.
Oh! What a joy! 

Watching Superstar Rajesh Khanna's cremation on Television, a bitter realization dawned upon me. I realized how small and helpless we are in the face of death.
We strive and struggle and dream and diligently dedicate our entire lives establishing ourselves and our aspirations and death stealthily tip-toes in and puts everything to rest, literally.
An end or a beginning...we need to decide.

 As a young kid, I remember reading a lovely little poem. I stumbled upon it again after so many years on the internet and found it relevant enough to post it on the blog.

'He worked by day
And toiled by night.
He gave up play,
And some delight.

Dry books he read,
New things to learn.
And forged ahead,
Success to earn.

He plodded on with
Faith and Pluck;
And when he won,
Men called it Luck.'

So true indeed! Isn't it ? So let's get on with life...

'My days here are numbered,
I ought not to vile away my precious time doing senseless stuff.
Meaning and value need to be attached to all my endeavors,
To all my dreams and aspirations.

So much to do in so little a time,
Can't afford to sit and squander,
Sulk and be sorry.
Have to make every minute count.

Lessons to be learnt,
Aims to be accomplished.
Wake up and shake up out of all the entanglements,
Pick up my tools and,
Create, produce, invent, discover, experience life and its myriad hues.

Before the end catches up,
Cleanse my mind and purge my soul.
Sweat, toil, labor...the essence of life.
Soil my hands,
Dirty my clothes,
Tire my body,
Burn myself in the fire of Life.
Act...act now...right now...
'Coz my days here are numbered.'

Fate is for the weak-minded, those who lack self-belief.

The Great never paid heed to the soothsayers or consulted the crystal-gazers. They just followed their hearts and achieved their aims. Nothing else matters...nothing.

Buddha too believed in the power of the invincible spirit.
'It is the coward and the fool who says, 'This is fate.'

Everything and everyone is secondary to me. I am supreme because in me resides the macrocosm.

'Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other.' Abraham Lincoln had aptly remarked once.

So rise and shine ! God favors the brave, afterall. Good Luck folks!

I know not when or how my seemingly foolish yet fantastic dreams will see the light of the day. I just know that they will...one day soon.

Nothing...no one can stop it from happening. There's no stooping me now. Circumstances cannot compel me and deadlocks dare not dampen my inviolate spirit. No power shall limit me from this moment on. The seed has been sown, it shall soon sprout and grow into a full-blosoming tree. Setbacks cannot stifle my insatiable quest for my aspirations.

Sure, roadblocks my lessen my speed but they cannot change my direction. I may trip and fall and get hurt but I shall jump on the rebound and rise and shine.

This is my day of reckoning and I shall grab it and not let it pass away. Whatever I think, feel, say and do is eventually integrated to my dreams -my ultimate goal.

The world is a stage and every one has a role to play. Often bad choices turn out to be good decisions while apparently good choices disappoint us in the long run. What do you want from life and what your priorities are. There are no rules. Everything is relative and subjective. Each to his own.

What really matters is who has the last laugh. How your life fares in the final analysis is imperative. Rest all is inconsequential. Isn't it oft-quoted that 'Whole is always larger than the sum of its parts'. Nasty pitfalls and perilous roadblocks do not make up your life. We are much bigger and larger than all of them. Temporary setbacks and failures do not determine an individual. Gains and successes need not always be measured in tangible material terms. An obvious bad choice may at times fetch you unparallelled joy and incalculable satisfaction.

Thus what is all important is you. Take care of yourself. Love yourself. Believe in yourself.  Everything else will automatically fall into place.
You will have 'the Last Laugh' !