How dreams die without our notice???
It can be easily said that a man is alive on earth only bcos of his dreams.. Only to live his dream.. It is the pleasure of searching and the pleasure of adventure that fuels us..
The blood and veins in our body may only provide physical stability… But its only our soul and dreams that make us walk the red carpet..
When we were young our dreams explode inside us with supreme force.. We start to enjoy the journey, which was once torturous, and wait with anxious eyes to the result.. We will be courageous at that time but we haven’t yet learned how to fight. With great effort , we learn how to fight, but by then we no longer have the courage to go into combat.. So we turn against ourselves and do battle within.. We become our won worst enemy.. We say that our dreams were childish, or too difficult to realize, or the result of our not having known enough about life.. We kill our dreams because we are afraid to fight the good fight..
We never realize that dreams come to us only bcos our heart realizes that it has got the potential to fulfill it.. It is only the perception that demolishes us.. Our own hazy attitude and the lack of courage only hasten the demolition..
Good fight is not the one which was fought in battles centuries ago.. It’s the fight that we put up for our dreams.. At the start, the road is rough and we begin to doubt if the road taken by us is right.. Once the turbulence is no long, both our soul and mind begin to accept the dreams whole heartedly.. That’s when our life becomes like a kite happily flying in the sea breeze.. W begin to like ourselves and also those around us.. We live a honeymoon life.. The wind feels like a lullaby and we begin to experience heaven in front of our eyes..
Life will be going like a highway like an unaltered stretch.. Then without our knowledge comes a sudden screeching halt.. Before we come to terms on what happened, we see our dreams shattered and our desires frustrated.. We feel lost and we think tat it is the end of the road.. It is not the end but only a bend.. We must understand that life doesn’t take the aerial route always.. We must dust ourselves and continue our dreams.. Only when we cease to dream our soul dies!!
How does a dream die??? Well, there are 3 symptoms..
The first of all is “Lack of time”.. We begin to say this and lose track of what we actually wanted.. The busiest ppl in this people have time enough to do everything.. It is only those who do nothin r always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do.. They complain constantly that the day is short.. The truth is they are afraid to fight the good fight..
The second symptom lies in "Our Certainities".. We don’t want to see life as a grand adventure and we begin to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life.. We confine ourselves to the negative side of things.. We begin to say “The glass is half empty” and not “The glass is half full”.. We see only the great defeats and not the great victories.. We don’t see the pleasure of enjoying the fight but only look for reasons to escape it..
And the final symptom of the passing of our dreams is "Peace".. Life becomes a sunday afternoon and we ask for nothing grand.. We cease to demand anything more than we are wiling to give.. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; We put aside our fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when ppl our age say that they still want this or that out of life.. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams.. When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go thro a short period of tranquility.. but the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being.. We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves.. that’s when illness and psychoses arises.. What we sought to avoid in combat- disappointment and defeat- come upon us bcos of our cowardice.. and one fine day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death.. It is death that frees us from our certainities, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons..
Keep your dreams alive at all times and at all costs.. You know there is something called attitude and passion. There are times when there is nothing good in life, but that phase is very temporary. Life will always bring you down on your knees and will hit you hard to an extent that you will start hating it. The only things that let you survive are your dreams and passion. And if you don't survive and you give up, you'll be one of the many mediocres living in the world without any purpose. Happiness, sadness, boredom, smiles, tears are all temporary things but if you keep the fire of passion burning inside you, you will always get what you want.
The blood and veins in our body may only provide physical stability… But its only our soul and dreams that make us walk the red carpet..
When we were young our dreams explode inside us with supreme force.. We start to enjoy the journey, which was once torturous, and wait with anxious eyes to the result.. We will be courageous at that time but we haven’t yet learned how to fight. With great effort , we learn how to fight, but by then we no longer have the courage to go into combat.. So we turn against ourselves and do battle within.. We become our won worst enemy.. We say that our dreams were childish, or too difficult to realize, or the result of our not having known enough about life.. We kill our dreams because we are afraid to fight the good fight..
We never realize that dreams come to us only bcos our heart realizes that it has got the potential to fulfill it.. It is only the perception that demolishes us.. Our own hazy attitude and the lack of courage only hasten the demolition..
Good fight is not the one which was fought in battles centuries ago.. It’s the fight that we put up for our dreams.. At the start, the road is rough and we begin to doubt if the road taken by us is right.. Once the turbulence is no long, both our soul and mind begin to accept the dreams whole heartedly.. That’s when our life becomes like a kite happily flying in the sea breeze.. W begin to like ourselves and also those around us.. We live a honeymoon life.. The wind feels like a lullaby and we begin to experience heaven in front of our eyes..
Life will be going like a highway like an unaltered stretch.. Then without our knowledge comes a sudden screeching halt.. Before we come to terms on what happened, we see our dreams shattered and our desires frustrated.. We feel lost and we think tat it is the end of the road.. It is not the end but only a bend.. We must understand that life doesn’t take the aerial route always.. We must dust ourselves and continue our dreams.. Only when we cease to dream our soul dies!!
How does a dream die??? Well, there are 3 symptoms..
- Lack of time
- Our certainities
- Peace
The first of all is “Lack of time”.. We begin to say this and lose track of what we actually wanted.. The busiest ppl in this people have time enough to do everything.. It is only those who do nothin r always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do.. They complain constantly that the day is short.. The truth is they are afraid to fight the good fight..
The second symptom lies in "Our Certainities".. We don’t want to see life as a grand adventure and we begin to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life.. We confine ourselves to the negative side of things.. We begin to say “The glass is half empty” and not “The glass is half full”.. We see only the great defeats and not the great victories.. We don’t see the pleasure of enjoying the fight but only look for reasons to escape it..
And the final symptom of the passing of our dreams is "Peace".. Life becomes a sunday afternoon and we ask for nothing grand.. We cease to demand anything more than we are wiling to give.. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; We put aside our fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when ppl our age say that they still want this or that out of life.. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams.. When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go thro a short period of tranquility.. but the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being.. We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves.. that’s when illness and psychoses arises.. What we sought to avoid in combat- disappointment and defeat- come upon us bcos of our cowardice.. and one fine day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death.. It is death that frees us from our certainities, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons..
Keep your dreams alive at all times and at all costs.. You know there is something called attitude and passion. There are times when there is nothing good in life, but that phase is very temporary. Life will always bring you down on your knees and will hit you hard to an extent that you will start hating it. The only things that let you survive are your dreams and passion. And if you don't survive and you give up, you'll be one of the many mediocres living in the world without any purpose. Happiness, sadness, boredom, smiles, tears are all temporary things but if you keep the fire of passion burning inside you, you will always get what you want.
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