The pinch of Madness

No man has ever tasted success without a pinch of madness! And yes, this is true for no doubt. The fire in the eyes is seen in any person who wants to gallop towards the mountain-top, crushing every rock in between him.

Nevertheless the speed may get low, but the outcome of it is double the pace. The rage of achieving something is damn so addictive. The addiction struck Dharmin too while he was studying his mechanical engineering.

I walked down the room and there, like always he is busy doing something. One could never understand his time management. He wanted to learn every possible thing he wished to. Yes, you read correct, every possible thing. Cooking was found interesting? He wants to learn. Playing guitar fascinated him! He wanted to learn. No matter if it was of his use or not, no matter if it was related to his field or not, all that mattered was the madness he had to achieve something, actually achieve everything in life.

We often have talks together and today, he comes up with one. “Life is a very beautiful thing and too short to learn many things. And so, before I take away my respect to heaven, I want to conquer my interests staying here on earth and about my dream, I want people to say that Dharmin was a guy, who utilized his life perfectly!”

I gaze at him in interest. His words have the energy to fill any person with zeal, with excitement for life. And yes, you can now easily make out that he worked crazily hard to achieve his “everything”.

What do you all think, he must have been topped with success too early and settled his life, right? Trust me, his hard work to success ratio wandered around zero.

He never cares about success. What he wants is to try, to develop himself.

I worked for a company and was doing well. I often offer him with my few advices to do some normal service job. He just gives me a smile as if being asked something stupid. Curiosity overflows in me and I couldn’t resist asking him, “What makes you feel to do many things and not get tired of it?” His reply was worth a salute, “If I ask you to tell me one unique thing about yourself, would you be able to answer me?” I was left silent. I understood what he was trying to say.

He added, “You know what? Be mad, be crazy. You want me to go up with normal service job and make my life a futility? Hell no. I don’t want to be normal. It is as important as the letter ‘p’ in pneumonia.” I could feel the craziness he had for life, the insanity. He knew where he was going. I see the enthusiasm in his eyes while he frowns. He continues as I patiently listen, “I don’t want to repeat every day for 75 years and call it a life. I demand craziness from my life. Make yourself stand apart from the crowd. That is where you will be noticed otherwise no one can see you in the crowd. And I live my life. I control my life, not the life controls me. I rule my mind, not the mind rules over me.” His speech, his thinking so much inspiring and heart-warming! And the energy in his voice can possibly melt any person’s heart and rage the blood towards development.

He is a person who wants to move on, fly, walk, sprint, crawl, even fall but doesn’t want to stop. He moved with the light year and be so indulged in construction of his life that he spares no time for collywobbles. A man who cannot be tamed by luck because he believes in hard work and luck only comes to those who believe in hard work. And talking about him, hard work is one thing but he had the madness in him that took him all the way to the sky!