Once upon a time, in a land, far far away…in a time long
long ago, seated on the steps of our journalism department, a friend and I
would talk about becoming travel writers and journalists (quite like Antony
Bourdain – although we didn’t quite know him then). He (my friend, not Antony
Bourdain) now writes computer code (or something like that – but also uncovers amazing
travel locations, posts fantastic pictures and refuses to divulge the location
on social media.. hrrmph). As for me, I do… whatever it is that I do…
And although it seemed like a pipe dream. I have often reflected
on how easily it could have actually happened. I was the Arts and Culture
coordinator for a newspaper, and had contacts with folks at Discovery Channel in
New Delhi, which was opening shop and just getting started in
post-globalization India. And each time we laugh it off, I can’t help but say,
“hey, that could have easily happened, you know”.
Not that I have any regrets about the matter, or wistfulness
or melancholia. What I have is more a sense of wonder and even a hint of
disbelief at the ease with which it could all have happened. And that the
pipe-dream was more tangible than I ever imagined.
What I have, I suppose, is a sense of wonder about how
clueless some of us are about our dreams being closer than we think. About how
clueless we are of our capabilities, supporting circumstances, and the lack of
belief in ourselves and our abilities to make it all happen.
Why then do we dismiss it off? Does the distance between the
dream and reality seem greater than it actually is? Do our situation and our limitations
seem more restricting than they actually are? Is it all our warped perception or
are we worried about being disappointed?
I suppose each dream or desire comes with a degree of
possibility or likelihood. Degree of possibility and likelihood, based on
circumstances and limitations. And also, our own perceived degree of possibility and likelihood. We must in our
heart believe that it can actually happen and then allow it to happen.
There are those who are strong and forge ahead and chase
their dreams. But then there are those (present company included) that hum and
haw, are unaware of their own capabilities, and are generally unable to
understand how tangible or intangible the dream may be.
In the end, we may be the only ones to know which ones
resonate the loudest within; which one is the likeliest. I suppose there are always
those that may be well within our reach, but in our mind, we’ve decided it is a
dream. And a dream, as we all know, with its inherent nature of wispiness, is
intangible. How then do we know what to believe in? What to chase?
True. We don’t know that it will come true. But do we owe it
to ourselves to try? And although my friend and I may smile at the idea of us
travelling and writing (and actually
getting paid to do that – just that! – my friend’s words), it is worth reminding
ourselves that despite all limitations, there are dreams (at least some) that
are within our scope.
How then do we keep our eyes open to that knowledge, our
heart strong enough to believe it, and our confidence alive enough to live it?
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