The idea to write this entry came after i wrote a couple of tweets to share my thoughts on the growing number of comments about my randomness. Most of the comments are out of concern, pointing subtly at my lack of stability and unwillingness to have a standard and secure life. Lets start with my tweets:
These days i often get to hear comments on my work being completely random. Actually why cant it be random? Why should i stick to one? :)
If today i held a workshop on waste management, tomorrow i will communicate on gender equality. Day after maybe i will just paint boxes.
When we were kids we dreamed of becoming a pilot one day and dancer the next. A postmaster or president. Why do we restrict ourselves now?
I know specialization is the key to being successful in one field. But for a dreamer like me, the heart wants what the heart wants.
So basically i believe its ok to be random as long as you are doing justice to the work and to yourself. :)
Today was crazy. Tomorrow is going to bring some more awesome maddening randomness. We can try and live a dream everyday. Failure and success is secondary sometimes. The magic is in the attempt to dream. The magic is in the will to make that attempt.
But believe it or not, it is all part of a plan. Under this loud randomness is a silent pattern preparing for something. Human mind is a universe in itself. We imagine. We create. And then we imagine again. We are never satisfied. But that is also because we stop looking for the magical waters which can bring an end to the thirst. Also, when we stop looking, we may just stumble upon it and not recognize it.
So many of us are unhappy. We regret too much. We give up too early. We look for things that are pre-decided by the people around us.
Time and again i look back at my life. Not a lot in terms of number of years. But huge in terms of learning. Every good and bad thing that ever happened to me, made me who i am. I am happy that i can turn around the memory of loneliness at the tender age of 8 into a positive learning, no matter how hard it was then and how proud i feel to have made friends with the people who bullied me and made them understand.
Its like a math problem, when you can solve one, you want to solve more. In life in order to solve/learn, we have to keep making the attempts. We don't know whether we will live to see tomorrow. We may live a long life but without purpose or satisfaction. So to hell with that. I am going to be random and as satisfied as possible. I am going to be sad about things not related to me and i am going to do something about it. I am going to be angry with a purpose. I am going to be happy with every dream achieved. I am going to keep looking, keep going, keep living.
