The Drying River of Thought

No river flows perpetually with the same momentum and volume. Not even the river of thought. The longer the summers, the speedier is the process of drying up. And the flooding too, is as dangerous as the barrenness. The seasons of aridity do come in life. There are times when you would hate yourself for sitting idle but you would still resist breaking the monotony. Idleness may sometimes be necessary to recuperate us, while at the other times; it may just scorch the thought processes up.

Every one of us waits for a period of lull after the heavy down pouring of intensive work activities. Many a times our work demands solutions to intricate problems requiring deep analysis and application of principles from diverse fields of knowledge. In spite of all that, there is always a feeling that something is still to be accomplished, and that probably, is the desire to engross ourselves in something that is free from evaluation; something that doesn’t seek approval nor is affected by the feedback.

There are a few lucky people whose profession is an exact match of their passions. But somehow, finally, all of us end up doing what we had always wanted to do. Because sooner or later, we realize that ‘this’ is what we are born for. That may indeed be done without compromising with the professional success. I see so many people who are always up against any kind of moral degeneration; so many of them who would always invest resources to sponsor a poor child’s education or so many of them who would find time to plan a trip to travel to distant places. The point is, we must identify our core constructs, that which quintessentially make us who we are.

We must always keep flowing, and that, which keeps us in motion is something that prevents the river of thought from drying up. It may be unique for everybody but it leads us to the same destination!