The Space Explorer

                      “thousand splendid suns and stars to be explored within yourself...?”

July 20, 1969, what’s so special about this date? Why is it such a breakthrough in human history? For some it probably was just another day, they went through with their daily chores and woke up the next day without the slightest bit of wonder or achievement in their heart. However, for most, it was a giant step towards conquering the unknown. It was the day when Apollo 11 landed on the moon with Neil Armstrong and Edwin “buzz” Aldrin. A personal dream of mine, I have always wondered, how they must have felt when they first stepped on the moon taking those bumpy jumps? Perhaps like a child, learning to moonwalk! Of course, that was the first time a human being pondered to step on something which had captured our imagination for hundreds of years. A small dare, a small desire, a small effort gave us an achievement so miraculous that it could have its own category of wonders!  

I look at space as a grand pantomime horse, which never fails to kick us with something new. Just when we’ve found a new planet. It gives us a new star. It keeps giving us something new to explore. It gives hope to so many around the world it’s only for them it shoots out shooting stars every now and then. Apart from teaching us about constellations, stars, cosmic cycles, space also teaches us that exploration is never ending. Should we take this lesson from space? Of course, we should. Think about the numerous galaxies, suns, stars, and planets that we are yet to discover. Planets bursting with new life. Imagine the beautiful panoramas…

Now, stop! Come back to our own galaxy. Actually, come back to our own planet. More importantly, come back to yourself. Do you think you are any less than the galaxy? Don’t you think that just like this universe which is waiting to be explored; there are hidden qualities, thousand splendid suns and stars to be explored within yourself? There is no gravity in space. You know why? because to truly explore yourself, you have to forget about the gravity of judgment and feel free. The only question is, do you have the courage or the keys to kick start your space ship? 

       Keep exploring my friends.        
                                                           May the force be with you! 

 

Story Of A Young Player

Motivation sometimes can come from anywhere. Sometimes it is a deep voice from inside and sometimes it can depend on a single external factor. Here’s short story about a boy and his “goal”.

There was a young boy who used to come for regular practice but always played in the

reserves and never made it to the soccer eleven. While he was practicing, his father used

to sit at the far end, waiting for him.

Birthday Celebrations!

                                                        

                                          “After all it’s your day wouldn’t YOU seize it?”

Like many of us, I don’t remember my first birthday, how would I? I was just a tiny person away from the hum drums of life, my daily to do list consisted of drinking milk, trying to walk before I crawl, screaming on top of my lungs, and of course dropping little droplets here and there. I do remember my 5^th birthday though (videos), there was a big party, all of my tiny friends and relatives gathered around and we all took part in a 10-second ritual. Bring the cake, blow the candles, hear people clap and sing in monotonous tones and then some seconds later, make your way to the bathroom and get that cake off your eyes. The last one I learned would become an integral part of the ritual when you start celebrating with friends. But I also found a sneaky little way out of that situation, this – 

The keys i keep forgetting

      "Understanding needs the key of liberated thinking"...

 If I had a buck for every time this happens, I’d make my own operating system, and at the same time make a rival company to Google and Facebook. Give Mark Zuckerberg and Bill Gates a run for their money. Leave stress marks on their face, as I book bills out of bank gates. I keep forgetting my keys and I don’t know why it happens but it does. Sometimes I leave my car keys; sometimes I leave my house keys. Once, I even forgot a key to the little box of keys (I’ve this so that I don’t forget my keys and forget them somewhere). Sometimes I wonder what is so special about keys. I mean they are all metal and jagged edged. In fact, I believe this world should be without any keys. Imagine a key free world, no more keeping those weird metal objects in your pocket, no more trying to remember where were you when the last time you saw them, and of course no more struggling with them at airport security checks. Sounds wonderful don’t it?