BE A FOOL

Days I know my worth, I feel egoistic
Knowing seething talent will take me places far
Days I know my limitations, I feel inferior
Getting aware I am too limited to ever reach the stars
And I feel anxious, that I have boundaries too,
My feet feel shackled; probably I was better off naïve
Knowledge did no good, apart from killing hope
Where practicality lives, how can possibly optimism survive?
Now that I know the misfortunes and failures too well
I now find the destiny less beautiful
Even today I look back to days, when sky was my limit
And sometimes wish I had remained a fool….

“Don’t be a fool; very few are blessed to achieve that glory. Just take the secure path of stability”-you go seeking an advice from elders, and this is the line they smother you with. And it’s not because they don’t have faith on your abilities, it’s just that, they have learnt from their experiences how wrong things can go when you take the risk of heading into less traveled paths. With experience comes wisdom, TRUE, but then again what worth is wisdom if it does no good to the wise?
Getting imparted with too much knowledge is just as dangerous as having no wisdom at all. We deludes ourselves into believing that after a certain point we lose control over what’s happening to us and that it is controlled by fate. We think that we know everything; our potential, our strength, our weakness, our limitations and be assured that there is no bigger fool than one who thinks he knows it all.

Following the dreams require touch of madness. But what they call foolishness is actually undying passion, perseverance, relentless pursuit but most of all the obstinacy to not give up despite constant failures. Surely world will question your sanity, only to threaten your spirit.
Remember what intellectuals thought of to be impossible, was later on achieved by ‘fools’, not because they had more potential but simply because they didn’t know it can’t be done.
Don’t be too certain about your boundaries, give it a try, even if you fail you’ll be far ahead than you’ve ever been. In case you succeed, it’s not the end, there’s always something new to learn.
Ending this blog with a trite yet apt cliché from Steve Jobs; Stay hungry, stay foolish.

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