Thoughts – The Essence of Life


Sitting on the bed, my mind ponders over a lot of things. What I think about now bears no link to what I was thinking a moment ago. Thoughts are like the food for mind, extremely necessary for me to feel alive. When people ask me what am I thinking, I don’t have an answer for them. But my mind is never at rest.

There is so much to think about not just in one’s personal life but in the public domain as well. The more you think, the more active your brain gets. The more active your brain is, the more you are capable of grasping things going on around you. The more aware you are, the more you get a realistic picture of the world around you. The more you see things realistically, the more you think. Thoughts are a vicious cycle. There are no beginnings or ends to thoughts. Thoughts can be triggered by the mundane things that one sees in life. Or they may be a result of something very extraordinarily special. What causes the thought is not so important. What is important is the changes that the thought can bring about in an individual, in a group, in a community, in the society, or so to say in the world. Thinking is the solution to most of the problems. Using the “little grey cells” that we humans have can make a great impact in the world.

Thoughts differentiate persons of mettle from the meek. It is because of the thoughts of the select few that the world is what it is today – a better place to live, technologically advanced and scientifically marvellous to sustain such a huge and diverse population. Have you ever thought where would Homo Sapiens be without the likes of Aristotle, Homer, Socrates, Graham Bell, Martin Luther, Edison, Shakespeare, Einstein, Da Vinci, Galileo, Mother Teresa, Jyotiba Phule, Mahatma Gandhi or Nelson Mandela ? These are just a few to name among the hundreds of thousands of people who dared to think, question and go against the dominant conventions.

If I ever happen to visit a psychologist, he would say that I suffer from anxiety. And the Psychiatrist would not be wrong. I am obsessively anxious – anxious about the way I look, anxious about my career, anxious about my friends, anxious about my relationships. But my thoughts are not just restricted to myself. I am anxious about the environmental degradation. Assaults on women make me anxious about womenfolk’s security. When I see a blind person, I think about the kind of difficulties he has to face in life. I think about ways to save money. I think about the books I read. Tasty food makes me think about the recipe. Thoughts flow into my mind one after the other. They seem perennial and eternal. I try to link all these thoughts but they are too random. I am bound to be anxious because I think. And I think a lot because I am a teenager in the true sense of the word. Minute things are trivial for me and trivial things minute. This is my world full of thoughts and anxieties. It is these thoughts that bring brightness to my dull life, that enlighten me and that make me feel connected to my real self, my conscience.