A discussion starts -
“Thanks
you” I replied.
“Your
welcome” he answered.
“Shall
I discuss you something.?” He asked
“About
what” I asked, I want to know his interest.
“About
you” He answered.
“Why
you want to know about me” I again asked.
“So
that you can be able to understand yourself, Among all of boys I only
decided to chat with you, as you injured most, so I stayed here.”
He explained.
For
right the moment I was not ready for any to and fro Q and A, besides
his wording's are impressive, there is something he wants to discuss
with me seriously, I thought and I answered.
“Please
be continue”.
He
started with my name, my family, my friends, my life till date and
last he asked.
“Why
are you addicted to intoxication.”
“It
give me pleasure.” I answered proudly.
"What
is your purpose? What occupies your thoughts? Tell me, what is it
that drives you?" He asked a danger question, some I never
imagined.
First
of all I shocked, I have not any idea, what is my purpose, what I
thought, what I dreamed, what drives me.
“I
don't have any Thought about all this.” I answered, but now my
interest was on, This is looks like a dream, I had no idea where I
was, but there was a man standing above me, asking something beyond
my thinking.
“Go
back to your childhood, imagine yourself again and then answer me”.
He forced again.
"I
don't, as I know my self, I don't have any dream, I don't know who
drive me. I'm, All Alone." I replied hopelessly, I want to
recall my childhood, but my body aching and makes me uncomfortable,
as I start to think. But pain is a good teacher, it makes us strong
to fight, makes us to believe in ourself.
"So
what is it that brought you here? If you're all alone, Shouldn't you
just want to disappear, Like a forgotten memory, like a bad dream”
he now looks serious. First time in my life I was facing someone who
carry a fear inside me. "You thought you could find that here?
Of all places? The darkest corner of your mind? Your own personal
hell? You seem to want to disappear. You seem to like the idea of
fading away like a bad dream."
I
thought, I thought maybe, he is right, that I could be someone. Some
one important to another person. I wanted to be needed.
"So
what if I do? I'm no good. I've no dream, I've no destiny, I've no
idea Who I am ,as today I facing you I think, I'm useless. A waste of
space, a piece of flesh and blood.” I answered with a guilty eyes.
"As
long as you believe that you're useless, you will be." he
replied.
"Belief
never changed a thing, man, All it's ever done for me was lead me
into disappointment." I replied back with utter disappointment.
"Tell
me something more about yourself, Do you know why people need
something in their lives that drives them? Something that motivates
them? Something or someone that pushes them until they're where they
need to be?" he asked.
"I
always thought that it was so that they wouldn't fade into darkness."
I answered first time with hope, he wants to listen and I wants to
feel.
"It's
so that when you're at your lowest, when you've hit rock bottom, you
at least know which way is up. And it's so that you have a ledge to
hang on to when you fall. It's so that, when you are at the top, you
don't lose yourself. You need some philosophy, something that just
pushes you. Because otherwise, you'll just lie there. And you'll fade
away. You can still be important. It's never too late to do something
about your life. No, it's never too late to do something. Figure it
out, my friend. You've got at least many years left on this planet,
before whatever lies beyond life takes you in. What will you do with
those years of life? Will you try to make them more? Will you give
them to someone? Will you spend them searching for something that
justifies your existence? There is no such a thing as wasted time.
Only time taken to learn a lesson. Don't be a slow learner. My
friend. They go out quickly." He replied in a Phenomenal way.
"How
am I supposed to find what drives me?"
"Find
what you're good at. If you find out why you do what you do, you'll
know. It'll come to you.”
..................................................... Continued
Regards
Dhitendra
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