“Fixing up a car to drive in it again
Searching for the water hoping for the rain
Up and up, up and up”
I have been absent from my blog since past several months
and once again Coldplay inspired me to write. Up & up released a few days
back and you just can’t hear its lyrics and not pick up your lazy ass from that
couch. I can associate a number of reasons for not writing an article in past
two or perhaps three months- classes, exams, relationship problems and many
more; but the truth is, they all will be nothing but vague excuses. I have been
busy in guilty pleasures and have been procrastinating almost everything- my
writing, my reading even my CAT preparations. I now even feel guilty in calling
writing my passion.
There was a man who loved cakes. But in his village there
was no one who could make cakes. So the man travelled vast stretches of
deserts, scaled gigantous mountains, swam over monstrous tides to reach a
room. The room was filled with vanilla flavored cakes but the man liked chocolate
flavored cakes. The room had an exit door but it was locked. There was no key
to the locked door but that door was made up of a material which became soft on
hitting. The more he hit, the softer it became. But once he stopped hitting, it
became hard again. Now the man had two options, either he could live the rest
of his life eating vanilla cakes or he could keep on smashing the door till it
became soft enough to break.
“You can say what is, or fight for it
Close your mind or take a risk”
Aren’t we all like that man? Aren’t we all trapped in a room
with vanilla cakes? We all have struggled in our past to reach the point at
which we are now. But we aren’t satisfied with what we have gained, we want
more, we want something better, we want chocolate cakes. Most of us chose to
eat the easily available vanilla cake for the rest of our lives. But when the
stars rise and the eyes close, chocolate cakes always come floating in the
dream. Many of us start hitting the door and the door becomes soft but after
sometime we think why not eat vanilla cakes, moreover who knows even after
breaking the door we will get chocolate cake and hence we pause and the door
becomes hard again.
The world has so many more unsuccessful men than successful
men because not everyone has the perseverance to break the door. For me that
door is CAT exam, for someone else it may be GATE exam or some startup idea or
some tournament or anything. We have to keep on hitting the door till it breaks
open. Yes, the future is uncertain and that is the beauty of it. We don’t know
that behind that door lies chocolate cake or not but if we don’t break it, we
would never know. We succumb to drudgery so easily that we fail to appreciate
the magnificence of risk.
The key point is to understand that to achieve greatness we
have to continue trying because the moment we stop, everything starts getting
undone. And this is what I am trying to explain myself. We just can’t bask in
our old victories; we have to create new ones so that old ones don’t get
tainted by the name of luck. Life, as they say, is a journey. And I believe it
should only end in the flow of holy ganges. Till then don’t stop and eat only vanilla
cakes…….go on break the door!!
