Vision generates Ideas

Looking for a project to start, he mulled for ages.

Scratched his head, contemplated till he was enervated.

Soon he realized he needed to work on something he needed in his life,

This is how necessity turns into an invention!

“I want to take a start-up! I want to work on my own! I want to be an entrepreneur! I want to have something of my own…”

These are the thoughts that run in the raging blood of the youngsters these days, aren’t they? Always enthusiastic, they have the energy to overcome the risk factor of entrepreneurship just to prove their mettle. That’s quite a good thing, great actually! But, how many of us, honestly, actually try to contemplate it? The very first step they fail at is the idea generation. They shed their hairs off while scratching their head to think of an idea. It is nothing but a waste of time.

You may get to know how it is a waste of time just below. You will even get to know how ideas can approach your mind from Rutvik. You may not know him but you can Google him….. Goggled? Found anything? He is such a mind blowing personality that even Google can’t find him! LOL, just kidding!

You are fortunate enough to at least scratch your head and feel your hairs while contemplating about ideas. Rutvik, the poor fellow have to scratch his head without have the ‘special effects’ of his hairs as he is bald. However, it doesn’t matter to people who exist just fictionally. But their thoughts can be useful in real life.

The way he viewed the world was same as the other people. Of course, after all he also had just 2 eyes, just as others. He would see just what others see. But I must say, his mind was different. A man with zeal, he wished for a unique idea to work on. But on what idea should he work was the main question mark. Yes, of course he did consult his seniors but the ideas he received were not of his field of interest.

Thought, thought, he thought and after thinking, he again thought. Days passed, time flew but his head was still full of non-ideas. This built up, not ideas but frustration in his mind. Frustration leads to destruction, as we know, so to support this fact, he threw a glass besides him and CRASHHHH!!! Into pieces! After the realization of this glass breaking, I mean ‘heart-breaking’ sorrow, he had regret. He wished he controlled his anger at the right moment. He thought how people destruct things around them in anger.

And suddenly, EUREKA! A bulb glowed in his head. He thought people in this world need so much of anger management but no one has the time for the classes. Why not develop something that can fill in all the holes. That’s it! He took his laptop, charged up his mind, took his fingers at the task and articles on anger management. He worked, fell, faced failure, was even termed as ‘Tommyrot’ but he kept going. You can guess the ultimate part….. Yep, he was successful hitting the world with an innovative stuff!

See! Idea generation is not a big deal. In fact, ideas are just around you. You need the right vision to visualize them. Focus on the problems faced, see if it fits in your field your interest. If both the factors fill in your criteria, grab on! Go for it, show your skill, learn something along way and hit the target with eminence. The world is the treasure trove of ideas. Work on it and if you need help, data on the internet may not be less for you, I suppose!

Become a Masterpiece

It is completely inevitable that every one of us have experienced such a situation where we wish we’d be lucky than the other person.

Every situation becomes so easy to understand when we relate it with a real incident of our lives.

Let me consider an analogy between the described situation and an incident of my life.

Everyone is running like a horse after success. While on a mediocre day when I and my friend were having a cup of coffee, he arose a captivating question against me, “Is a person who achieves success has more knowledge or a person who is facing nothing but failure?”

Seeming quite an obvious question, I spent half a minute after which I answered spontaneously favouring the successful person. He grinned and just nodded his head in denial. And I was like, ‘WHAT!’

His expression quite calm and relaxed and on the contradictory, I was here drowned in confusion and completely bewildered. He answered to my confusion, “When a person becomes successful, there are 90% chances that he will get satisfied with what he has achieved and refuses to proceed further. Even if he does, he would follow the same path.

Consider a failure in place of him who works too hard but success is not even in his sight of vision. If he is passionate about his goal, he will leave no stone unturned to achieve what he deserves and what he wills to. He will find more ways and dig out more tunnels for his way to success which the other person couldn’t. Hence, the failure will get more experience than the successful person. The failure actually wins here.”

I frowned, but completely agreed with what he said. No longer did thoughts start to flood my mind then he added, “We are, to a good extent habitual to criticize our lives. When a person is facing a problem, his basic instinct will surely point out a negative point no matter how good the incident might be. We all have the habit of focusing on the impurity when we are holding a block of gold.

Are we trapped in a situation where we are suffering a lot? Take the best advantage of it. We mull over it, and cry that we are unlucky and etc etc… Instead, why not give a thought that it will give us an experience of a lifetime. It will give us a memory others won’t have. It can help to develop our personality to a great extent.

Failed in an exam? You have an opportunity to study again and achieve virtuosity over it. Darn! You can become one hell of an expert!

Had just faced a break-up? Be placid, cling to self-respect and be euphoric. It is really a dark shade but the upcoming rays are worth the wait.

Got kicked out of a job? Good, in fact, great. The company just lost a chance to work with you while you have so many companies as an option.

All these things, all these perceptions help one to be

unique, to stand apart from the crowd, to get distinguished from the common colours, to build a person into a masterpiece. A masterpiece is not born, he is transformed into one. Just your way to see the world matters, just the way to see your world!”

I was completely spellbound by the charm in his words and the spark in his eyes to achieve something substantial in his life. We wished each other good luck and parted. Just a few moments after we parted our ways, a car passed by me whose one wheel fell in a puddle of mud water and, SPLASH! It took less than a second to turn me into a ‘chocolate’! I had already murdered him a 1000 times in my mind and was just going to open my mouth to shower him with words of insult but my inner subconscious pulled me on a safe side. All my anger flushed down and I smiled at myself. Why should I not smile, I got a class of my anger management all for free! Great, isn’t it? And it was all after which I took a vision towards my life, not just a look!

The Illuminati

[Be an illuminati by reading it, even offline:
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“He who holds the spark can illuminate the soul of others”

I have till date followed this quote and tried to gain knowledge but fail every time, unlike Boyes who holds the magic of making anyone smile, like making a dead flower bloom again.

My fellow holds the charm and an eye-catching personality with his dark eyes, light glowing off from his face and the body too muscular, anyone can easily hide behind! “Damn you Boyes! You have again put a blot on my wooden table and you know it, it takes 15 expensive minutes of my life to clean that scar off my desk.” His never-ending habit of pouring ink on my desk every morning ruins my mood and I have to clean that not-easy-to-fade-away big spot on my well furnished wooden desk. Cool it, Charles! Cool it! My subconscious mind consoles me as I then get back to my routine. The moment is in continuous loop with an interval of hours.

I am practicing an art of being enlightened, on the boulevard of changing the perception towards life for which, I travel 30 weary km towards the suburbs. Boyes is off for his work; he doesn’t find my “temporary philosophy” worth gaining, rather considers it a waste of time. I am still in the web of question wondering why does he metaphor it as temporary philosophy! God knows!

Calmness for an hour and BAM! I am back to my boring running round the office-to-home and home-to-office bush. Just 1 hour in my 24 hours in the time I get peace in. Well, its going boring, but atleast still.

I am back to my pavilion, I can feel my bones, each seeming to weigh about 3 kg for now. I am too weary and going to have a hot-water bath and forget the world. Ah! Who says heaven cannot be visited being alive! I jump out of my shoes and there, Boyes is standing right in front of me. He is a kind of enigma to me as he never seems too tired but fresh. Is he on drugs? My medulla oblongata never seems to shut up and get rid off negative comments.

I presently need a shower very badly to dust off all my weariness and make myself feel light.

“I want you here Charles” I have hardly stepped out of bathroom, my body still half-wet and I hear Boyes commanding me.

“I hope we have no work to do Boyes otherwise you will have to see me faint on the ground!” I fear.

“You go to the temporary philosophical class, still you have so much to complain about. I cannot understand you at all. ” Urgh! Again naming my practice as something to be ‘temporary’ but I really am out of fuel to argue with him. I shrug my shoulders and greet him my absence.

We have had dinner and he is busy with his laptop, working on some designing software while I am enjoying my hot chocolate, listening to jazz. So soothing and relaxing! I am today in bed early as my body needs to be charged. I lay down in bed and think of what Boyes said. My ‘enlightened mind’ really is enlightened? My brain shuts off and so do my eyes and I am in the world of virtuality, letting go of the thought.

Morning with a sun-kissed skin on me, today I is going to be a good day and I am quite awaken and quite on ready-to-go mode. As I am about to leave, I can see Boyes still brushing up his brains on his software but he has no sign of sickness from that boring stuff. I have no time for this and I am off for my work. Again the same story as I repeat the same day for months and I am calling it a LIFE. Poor you, Charles! Even my oblongata feels pity on me.

Finally, home is where the heart is! But I can see the heart of Boyes roaming everywhere. I want to know the mystery.

“Boyes, I want to know something.” There is a vivid curiosity in my voice. Boyes frowns towards me in surprise, “Are you alright, Charles? You look in some kind of dilemma.”

“Why do you tag my practice as temporary? What makes you think so?”

“Oh! So you have finally got your eyes open, ha? You know I am always busy still I wear the charisma.” I nod my head as a refusal.

“Look Charles! Your so-called practice is just for an hour. But what then? It yields no fruit for yourself and you are to be accused for it. It doesn’t matter if you go for the practice or not but if you do not will to open your eyes by yourself; no great human being can help you. The key to the lock of your mind is in your hands itself and I assure you, no person, no matter how wise, how strong cannot steal that key from you.” I can smell wisdom in the words of Boyes as he continues.

“You always complain about your job and are never happy with what you have. There are many people out there striving for job, grinding their feet everyday on kilometers in search of job. This was taken for instance. But there are possibly many times I notice you cursing.” Boyes has a record to irrefutable nature of mine. Holy cow! I have been so dark! He adds up,

“There is a beauty in everything, Charles! All you need is a vision. Not everyone who has a sight has a vision.” The words of Boyes caught my soul just as easy as a fire spreading in a forest.

“Even a person who is dying has a beautiful message that now, he won’t have to suffer any pain. A person who just broke up and is crying leaves us a message that he has no one now to lose and he is so much independent. A person who just broke his leg can rest in bed for days. You call it a curse? I call it a blessing.”

That true those minutes can never be washed away from me that Boyes put in me.

“You truly are illuminati, Boyes” I get up and hug him tightly.

He whispers in my ears, “I am no alien, my man. I am no different. Everyone is illuminati, you have just to break up the darkness of the dark sight of yours and generate a canopy of bright vision.”

A lesson I learned. A morality I earned. I am feeling so light, so good like never before and what I will percept now in my life will be my real practice.