The Dream Vs Goal Encounter:
Whenever I retire for the day, there is a sense of panicky in me. Something keeps me awake. Something tells me that Mrigank today you were non productive. Something tells me that Mrigank you are the only person that can prove 80/20 principle wrong, as your efforts are zero and you want to chase heaven. Something tells me to wake up and work a little bit to know that there is a certain amount of beauty associated with hard work. And then, dream hushes that ‘something in me’.
In dream I see myself as the most charismatic person, a person with every bit of knowledge, a person who have moulded time in such way that I can squeeze out 25 hours from one day, productivity breaking all the records and I am diving in the pool which Uncle Scrooge used to dive in.
Is there any connection of my dream and ‘me at present’? Or it’s purely a fit of pleasure which will seize to exist as soon as I gulp down a potion of reality.
Whenever I retire for the day, there is sense of calmness in me. Something tells me to sleep well. Something tells me that Mrigank today you reached your optimum level of productivity. Something tells me that Mrigank you should have been the one who proposed that 80/20 principle. Something tells me to dream even bigger since I have realized the beauty associated with hard work. And then, the urge of achieving more hushes that ‘something in me’.
I don’t dream about the future, I build my future with my own hands. I don’t believe in destiny, I don’t believe in fate, I believe in myself. I don’t require that of pool of Uncle Scrooge to pacify my urgency to achieve more in less. I don’t need that 25th hour since I know how to utilize my 24 hours.
Is there any connection of my achievements with my non dreamy state? Or...you don’t need an ‘Or’ here...
I am not limited to my degree of graduation I hold, the college I am associated to, the school I was associated to. I am limited to me, my work, my efforts, and my diligence towards the work in hand, my interest and my self determination.
I am a mix of the two. Separating me with my dreams are as colossal as separating a fish from a fresh water pond. And, efforts of mine is something which will never stop till I stop my heart.
But which ‘Me/I’ are you and why? ...THINK
As I say-A thought lost is a change lost...
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