A room full of cakes !!

“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!!