Dreams are like fiction. They are imaginary. In every stage of our life we build new dreams. From settling down with our college sweetheart to buying a specific car, every dream has a role – of growing into someone someday.
We end up achieving some dreams while others are never met. This does not mean we should stop dreaming.
Are we living in a world where being confident is limited to a few? Why is somebody’s confidence taken distinctly in a group? Is being confident is a sign or proud or arrogance? Is the virtue confidence uncommon? Is it because since birth we are told what we cannot do? Is it our conditioning via parents, society, school, college, peers to be blamed for making us a lame duck?
Socrates died by attaining self-knowledge. Man has conquered the moon.
But what about our confidence? The confidence to speak up again the evils. The being ourselves is missing in most of us. We are just trying to fit in with life, situations, adjustments. We cry, weep, feel miserable.
We humans dislike changes. We like automaticity more. It keeps us sane and drains less of our cognitive energy. You will relate to this in case you are working hard on losing weight or quitting sugar. Gaining new skills is equally tiring.
Our sacred text reminds us change is permanent. I find it confusing.
A few find meaning in their life early on. They are lucky. These people devote an entire life to the cause. It can be serving the destitute, nation or ensuring the family gets everything at all cost. A lot many of us die looking for that True North, one thing to cling on for entire life.
At the same time, a lot many of us live like an insect, slave to our desires and quest for recognition. Many others who die living in their virtual world. Some fall to propaganda or various “ism”.
Finding your ultimate calling will make you more humble and grounded towards self and the world.