Sleepless...
I've heard dreams leave you sleepless. But I've always ignored the irony and just thought it never really meant anything. On the first day of the Dreamcatcher trip, as I'd begun to call it, my day started feeling devoid of sleep.
A little above two hours before my flight, I'm in the car staring out at the darkness of early morning. As the
car goes parallel to a moving train, I stare at the small disappearing lights and find my eyes slowly closing.
It's time to dream again.
"Welcome to Mumbai. Have a pleasant stay.", the voice of the cabin manager faded off as the flight landed at the international airport.
My heart leapt as I saw the place I loved most. Mumbai, with its infinite dreams and promises. As I stepped out of the airport and stood at the pickup point, I saw my moms smiling face from the window of a car. Well, if not my dream, I'd definitely caught hold of a smile in this trip.
The car draws closer now to Powai. My fingers are busy tapping away at the phone, but my mind is still on the reason I'm here and the path it took me to get here. Whatever one might say, my dreams give meaning to my life. My life, my boring corporate job, has no meaning without this dream. Every single day for the past many years I've woken up not belonging to the place, and the situation.
I hope this is where my life meets it's meaning.
Two days. Thats how long it takes for you to realize your dream means nothing to the world in its infinitely large dimension. My tests and interviews over the last two days proved an evaluation of my self. I never realised how much the world had changed.
The people applying for design are of three types. The first comprises those who haven't sacrificed anything but have always worked towards this field. The second, are those who keep safe and have a backup ready in case this doesn't work out. The third ones are those who've then it all, everything they had, everything that they stood for, for this thing, this dream that drives their world, their life, their being.
An important thing is that the safe are never appreciated.
Today, I'm one of the safe.
I've never enjoyed the field I work in. Corporate has not been my thing and I've known this for a while now. Design has always meant everything to me. I've loved working on functional designs, talking to inspiring designers of today, everything about it. But sadly it takes more than words to prove to them how much you want it, need it, make it a reason for your survival.
I don't know if I've communicated well enough to them what I feel about design and how it elevates me. But as phase one of the Dreamcatcher trip cones to a close, I've certainly communicated to myself what truly matters to me. And where I stand.
If there's something you've always believed in, something you've always loved beyond anything else, then take that leap.
I'm going to take that leap today.
I've heard dreams leave you sleepless. But I've always ignored the irony and just thought it never really meant anything. On the first day of the Dreamcatcher trip, as I'd begun to call it, my day started feeling devoid of sleep.
A little above two hours before my flight, I'm in the car staring out at the darkness of early morning. As the
car goes parallel to a moving train, I stare at the small disappearing lights and find my eyes slowly closing.
It's time to dream again.
"Welcome to Mumbai. Have a pleasant stay.", the voice of the cabin manager faded off as the flight landed at the international airport.
My heart leapt as I saw the place I loved most. Mumbai, with its infinite dreams and promises. As I stepped out of the airport and stood at the pickup point, I saw my moms smiling face from the window of a car. Well, if not my dream, I'd definitely caught hold of a smile in this trip.
The car draws closer now to Powai. My fingers are busy tapping away at the phone, but my mind is still on the reason I'm here and the path it took me to get here. Whatever one might say, my dreams give meaning to my life. My life, my boring corporate job, has no meaning without this dream. Every single day for the past many years I've woken up not belonging to the place, and the situation.
I hope this is where my life meets it's meaning.
Two days. Thats how long it takes for you to realize your dream means nothing to the world in its infinitely large dimension. My tests and interviews over the last two days proved an evaluation of my self. I never realised how much the world had changed.
The people applying for design are of three types. The first comprises those who haven't sacrificed anything but have always worked towards this field. The second, are those who keep safe and have a backup ready in case this doesn't work out. The third ones are those who've then it all, everything they had, everything that they stood for, for this thing, this dream that drives their world, their life, their being.
An important thing is that the safe are never appreciated.
Today, I'm one of the safe.
I've never enjoyed the field I work in. Corporate has not been my thing and I've known this for a while now. Design has always meant everything to me. I've loved working on functional designs, talking to inspiring designers of today, everything about it. But sadly it takes more than words to prove to them how much you want it, need it, make it a reason for your survival.
I don't know if I've communicated well enough to them what I feel about design and how it elevates me. But as phase one of the Dreamcatcher trip cones to a close, I've certainly communicated to myself what truly matters to me. And where I stand.
If there's something you've always believed in, something you've always loved beyond anything else, then take that leap.
I'm going to take that leap today.
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