Wednesday, September 26, 2012

The round pegs in the square holes


This article is a tribute to Madhuvanthi’s article 
 
There comes a point in life when nothing makes sense. The money you had earned, the fame you had garnered, the people you had entertained, the speeches that you gave and many more things that you did because you had to and not because you wanted to. When nothing makes sense, you want to work for yourself but the world doesn’t allow you to. Still you persist to work for yourself but they will pull you down to their level and beat you with experience. In the circle of life, at every corner you find the one who will pull you back. The urge in you wants to change the world, but doesn’t know how.
Everything has an end to it and so did the stub. 71mm of pure passion lighted by a lesser-realized concept of Physics called friction, dies at the end of a few minutes. The smoke gets in, the smoke gets out and the smoke is all around polluting the atmosphere. Standing on a cliff facing the blanket of blue sea, deciding to jump or not, the liking for the cancer stick gives you an extra five minutes to decide. It’s not as glamorous as the bungee jumping or as crude a definite death. It’s the want to fly. To fly as high as possible when your feet parts the rock and you wish never to touch the earth again. To fly over the oceans and continents and to feel what it feels to carry a weightless body around. To defy Newton in every second of the flight and to realize how free a soul we ought to carry. To see from above and actually realize that it is not that bad a world as we imagine it our minds. I only wish to.

As everybody quotes Apple, I will also take the liberty to quote them.

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, We see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, Are the ones who do.

The wish to fly will come true one day. When you land back the world won’t be the same, ever again.

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