My favorite pass time...or I think it will be correct to say it is the favorite pass time of every human. These dreams may range from a small toy for a kid to moving up the ladder of corporate life for people like me. No matter the size or the audacity of dreams, dreams are plenty. No matter the age or financial status of the person, dreams are plenty.
But how many of us really understand how much important is to achieve one's dream?
A few days ago while crossing a busy road signal I saw a beggar looking at a food stall with those teary yet dreamy eyes. While passing by, he begged for alms from me and I showing my so called generosity dropped a Re 1 coin. I saw him turn back to the stall with those same eyes and, might be, dreaming to garner enough alms to buy him something to eat. Such a big dream for him...but for me...just a beggar...
I moved further, and met a friend of mine. He was going through those MBA related journals and I again saw a dreamy pair of eyes. Dreaming of making a mark in this corporate jungle. With a MBA degree he aspired to earn a salary which could be a source of envy for many (including me) and buy all the luxuries one could ever imagine in life. His dream was somewhat in competition with thousands others. After all CAT is the most favored flavor among young Turks like us...
I reached office and met my senior colleagues (in short I am the junior most member in my project). As was expected, it turned out to be just another hectic day in office. There I again saw a much known pair of ambitious eyes. They were dreaming and not only that, they were dreaming big. Standing on 15th floor I was watching my own self in the reflection of glass window. This time they turned out to be MY pair of eyes. Misty, yet clear enough to see the world. Scared yet audacious enough to achieve heights never touched before. I quickly moved away from the window fearing someone may see my ambitious eyes. I feared loathing by my seniors...a junior thinking of making big might not be liked by many...who knows...
I searched a few blogs and read about tireless competition within corporate biggies and people dreaming of making to the big league. I thought for a second how is my dream different from others. How can my dream be a hindrance to someone's dream that there is an overall competition between me and my peers? My question was answered by none other than my Team Lead who just said that the moment we start moving northwards, the place to accommodate people starts shrinking. So much so that at the zenith there turns out to be place for only ONE. The Luckiest One. The Smartest One. Whatever may be the adjective used , but the place can accommodate only ONE. The answer was so simply put forward that I was taken aback. My Team Lead so fundu…whatever....
As it turned out, I never ever have aspired to move eastward or westward. My only dream is to move NORTHWARD. There are more than million pairs of eyes each having some or the other dreams to be achieved. Out of those million pairs there are many pairs who are destined to clash with the dreams of my eyes. These eyes are ready to crush my dreams with brutality which may even shame Brute. I won’t like my dreams to be crushed. So the only way out is, crush theirs. Here I may also sound similarly brutal and shameless but is there really a way out for peaceful co-existence.
There might even be few eyes sharing the same goal as I do. Friendly and pacifying. But far and few. Those comforting eyes seeing whom one relishes the joy of living in these trying times. Those eyes whose intention is to be around you to see you grow achieve everything imaginable. Many a times we are lucky to get them right at the start of the journey. Many have to slug out entire life to find those pair of eyes.
But the truth remains the same. Whatever you do, whatever you achieve, whatever you try should always be aimed towards achieving ones dream. Be brutal to the hilt because no one’s going to be sympathetic towards you either. Rather than beg for the survival of your dreams, let other's dream beg from you for their survival. Go all out in achieving your dreams. Be ruthless. After all they are a part of u. An integral part. Never ever allow anyone to make fun of your dreams. Be it personal or professional. I never know what I am going to do when I achieve my dreams. May be start dreaming something bigger. Or may be pacify someone's dream. Who knows...
After all what is dream...Khwaab wahi hai jo kabhi sone na de....humesha jaga ke rakhe....jab tak woh pura na ho jaaye....
A few days ago while crossing a busy road signal I saw a beggar looking at a food stall with those teary yet dreamy eyes. While passing by, he begged for alms from me and I showing my so called generosity dropped a Re 1 coin. I saw him turn back to the stall with those same eyes and, might be, dreaming to garner enough alms to buy him something to eat. Such a big dream for him...but for me...just a beggar...
I moved further, and met a friend of mine. He was going through those MBA related journals and I again saw a dreamy pair of eyes. Dreaming of making a mark in this corporate jungle. With a MBA degree he aspired to earn a salary which could be a source of envy for many (including me) and buy all the luxuries one could ever imagine in life. His dream was somewhat in competition with thousands others. After all CAT is the most favored flavor among young Turks like us...
I reached office and met my senior colleagues (in short I am the junior most member in my project). As was expected, it turned out to be just another hectic day in office. There I again saw a much known pair of ambitious eyes. They were dreaming and not only that, they were dreaming big. Standing on 15th floor I was watching my own self in the reflection of glass window. This time they turned out to be MY pair of eyes. Misty, yet clear enough to see the world. Scared yet audacious enough to achieve heights never touched before. I quickly moved away from the window fearing someone may see my ambitious eyes. I feared loathing by my seniors...a junior thinking of making big might not be liked by many...who knows...
I searched a few blogs and read about tireless competition within corporate biggies and people dreaming of making to the big league. I thought for a second how is my dream different from others. How can my dream be a hindrance to someone's dream that there is an overall competition between me and my peers? My question was answered by none other than my Team Lead who just said that the moment we start moving northwards, the place to accommodate people starts shrinking. So much so that at the zenith there turns out to be place for only ONE. The Luckiest One. The Smartest One. Whatever may be the adjective used , but the place can accommodate only ONE. The answer was so simply put forward that I was taken aback. My Team Lead so fundu…whatever....
As it turned out, I never ever have aspired to move eastward or westward. My only dream is to move NORTHWARD. There are more than million pairs of eyes each having some or the other dreams to be achieved. Out of those million pairs there are many pairs who are destined to clash with the dreams of my eyes. These eyes are ready to crush my dreams with brutality which may even shame Brute. I won’t like my dreams to be crushed. So the only way out is, crush theirs. Here I may also sound similarly brutal and shameless but is there really a way out for peaceful co-existence.
There might even be few eyes sharing the same goal as I do. Friendly and pacifying. But far and few. Those comforting eyes seeing whom one relishes the joy of living in these trying times. Those eyes whose intention is to be around you to see you grow achieve everything imaginable. Many a times we are lucky to get them right at the start of the journey. Many have to slug out entire life to find those pair of eyes.
But the truth remains the same. Whatever you do, whatever you achieve, whatever you try should always be aimed towards achieving ones dream. Be brutal to the hilt because no one’s going to be sympathetic towards you either. Rather than beg for the survival of your dreams, let other's dream beg from you for their survival. Go all out in achieving your dreams. Be ruthless. After all they are a part of u. An integral part. Never ever allow anyone to make fun of your dreams. Be it personal or professional. I never know what I am going to do when I achieve my dreams. May be start dreaming something bigger. Or may be pacify someone's dream. Who knows...
After all what is dream...Khwaab wahi hai jo kabhi sone na de....humesha jaga ke rakhe....jab tak woh pura na ho jaaye....
