Motivation, will.
A burning passion is restlessly crying to come out. I feel it every day, every night, every single moment. I can’t hold this passion anymore. I need to explode. I need to come out. I can’t settle with something ordinary. I want to have my own identity. I want to prove my self in the way I want. How long should I crib? How long and how much should it help me to pacify the indomitable volcano bubbling within every second?
Are these voices above sounds common to you too? If yes, then probably you are sensing what I am trying to put it here. We all have extraordinary powers within to become different. We all are unique and each one of us has potential much beyond they think they have. Just a fire is needed to light the sleeping desires. I felt it. It is inexplicable joy and pain and sorrow and frustration. Tears and smile, madness and dizziness, daydreaming and amnesia – something gurgling within, roaring, paining, yelling to explode.
Ask me how I feel when I have so much to do and give to the world when someone asks me to settle with a marriage and a ‘cool life’. Ask me how I feel when I want to pursue my hobbies and pressures mount from all dimensions to stop on ethical & emotional footnotes. Ask me how I feel when I try and socialize when someone misuses the opportunity and says ‘I am not good enough at it’. Ask me how I feel when I love someone and get dejected as ‘I am not young and good enough for them’. Ask me how I feel when I see a grey hair popping through my blacks and someone comments ‘You are getting old, now rest for death to arrive and live a dependent life carrying crutches’.
Are you getting heated up? Even I am. How can we allow someone, no matter how close to take control over our abilities and mind and direct what is best for us? I still wonder I could have done so many things if my age could have been lesser now. But if my reality says that I have crossed a certain age and now I may not be ‘so young’ to pursue certain hobbies or act which I want to do – I protest. Why not? If I settle and accept without a decent fight, I will degenerate and will be left aside as a ‘vestigial organ’. But I beg to differ. I will occupy the center stage till I leave this planet. I live for myself and I have social responsibility to take care. So don’t lecture me what I have to do. If something is bound to come through me in this world, let it proceed.
Feel the same whenever someone tries to demoralize you and make you feel ‘unwanted’. Forget age, gender, class, tribe, orientation, inhibitions and incapability or weaknesses – everything. You are you in the best possible ways GOD has destined it to be and much stronger than you think you are. I do the same. We all have roles to perform. So just ‘Fuck the world and rule your way’. Create tsunamis all through your life. Live your best.
I am struggling with self and I want this battle to continue. It will keep my fire burning. I don’t want to get satisfied easily. And urge you not to.
Burn, burn and burn till you burn the world with your passion and creation. Never ever accept defeat no matter how bad the situation looks like. Bad weather has to die down sometime followed by a new & fresh creation. It is worth the risk of a treasure waiting on the other side.
Stand up and say with me ‘I am, I shall, I will’. Let the magic began.
Discover a new you…….
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