By Chital Mehta
20 year old Gina is always worried about owning her stuff. Here are a few fragments from her thoughts – “oh my god! She still hasn't returned my favorite white diamond like earrings” “I am sorry, I cannot share my novel collection with anybody, I treasure them more than my life” “I can't stand when anybody touches my laptop even if it's my mother”.
Whoa, haven't we all been like this at some point. C’mon now, we are like this almost every day trying to keep hold of things we think we own, fretting over the expensive china your neighbor borrowed and didn't bother to return, boiling with anger when that bugger friend tries to talk with your hot looking girlfriend, dropping hankies in buses and trains to own seats for a thirty minute journey . . .the list is endless on the things we keep fighting to own. We spend half our lives trying to own things that make no sense. See the irony of life. As we spend our lives trying to become owners, we tend to ignore the real treasure of which we should be owners? No materials, no human beings. It's your DREAMS.
Whoa, haven't we all been like this at some point. C’mon now, we are like this almost every day trying to keep hold of things we think we own, fretting over the expensive china your neighbor borrowed and didn't bother to return, boiling with anger when that bugger friend tries to talk with your hot looking girlfriend, dropping hankies in buses and trains to own seats for a thirty minute journey . . .the list is endless on the things we keep fighting to own. We spend half our lives trying to own things that make no sense. See the irony of life. As we spend our lives trying to become owners, we tend to ignore the real treasure of which we should be owners? No materials, no human beings. It's your DREAMS.
Of course I own my dream, you say, raising an eyebrow with an air of self-assurance. Well yeah, your dream is definitely yours because there is no way a thief is going to creep into your house to steal a dream because for him your dreams are silly and meaningless. And so is it for the thousands of people out there. Nobody cares if your dream is to be a doctor, a plumber, a librarian, an artist or a florist. Guess what? The closest of people around you will also not care for it until you, the real owner of your dream cares for it.
When you care for something deeply, you show true ownership. And that's when you say, yeah I own my dream. I am the possessor of my dreams. Yet again, the truth is that we really don't own our dreams and we can deny it as long as we want. For instance, when you own a dream, you have to make sacrifices, hard sacrifices that aren’t easy but worth the time.
“The only thing that stands between a man and what he really wants from life is often merely the will to try it and the faith to believe that it is possible.” -Richard DeVos
My dream is to be a well-read writer. If you ask me now, I can talk at length about how precious my dream is or how I can think of nothing but my passion, which is not the entire truth because I still choose things over what I really want and end up doing things which I never wanted to do in the first place. I end up watching television or spend all my time on phone or allow someone else to use my time instead of putting down a stronger foot to protect my dream.
And here we are, fighting to own things rather than fighting for what is really worth. Well yes, next time you fight, let it be for your dream. Become the true owners of what you actually own.
When you care for something deeply, you show true ownership. And that's when you say, yeah I own my dream. I am the possessor of my dreams. Yet again, the truth is that we really don't own our dreams and we can deny it as long as we want. For instance, when you own a dream, you have to make sacrifices, hard sacrifices that aren’t easy but worth the time.
“The only thing that stands between a man and what he really wants from life is often merely the will to try it and the faith to believe that it is possible.” -Richard DeVos
My dream is to be a well-read writer. If you ask me now, I can talk at length about how precious my dream is or how I can think of nothing but my passion, which is not the entire truth because I still choose things over what I really want and end up doing things which I never wanted to do in the first place. I end up watching television or spend all my time on phone or allow someone else to use my time instead of putting down a stronger foot to protect my dream.
And here we are, fighting to own things rather than fighting for what is really worth. Well yes, next time you fight, let it be for your dream. Become the true owners of what you actually own.