Making footprints

It would seem absurd to many, ridiculous to most, useless to some, and interesting to very few.

Today when most people, my age, are busy having fun, when those pensive few, blessed with the power of thought, dabble in the deepest of life's philosophies, when some look around for brain stimulating humor, while the rest most surely deny them this privilege, I struggle to find my place among my peers.

I have thoughts, I can be funny, and philosophy is quite an interesting pastime. But all these are just that, passing interests, my heart yearns for something. My passion is not abstract thinking, I want to write, and write something, that actually is more than just an idea, something in which I truly believe, something that gets through some meaning. In Joker's words, its about sending a message.

My views, my opinions, my thoughts, they may not be received with the same enthusiasm with which they were conceived, I'm aware of this fact. But frankly, I'm not worried about the reception, I'm only concerned with their delivery, that my friends, is my business.

Thought, without an aim, even one which delves into the depths of life's secrets, in an attempt of self discovery, in-spite of being immensely gratifying to the author, serves few purposes for the reader. Thought that does not provoke a chain reaction, an effect which leads to action, action that can make a change, is like a loaded gun, without a trigger.

The question that strikes me, is that does it all really make a difference to anyone? This writing, this expression of thought, that instigates reaction, all this that I want to do, does it count? Is my writing this stuff really going to make someone look at it and think about some of the things relevant to the issue, and follow it up with action?

The answer is, to me, my doing is enough. I would really love it if things actually work according to it, but even if they don't, I'm not stopping. Even if I fall, even if all my efforts go in vain, I'll know that I did my part, I'll know that I tried. And I dream of a day, when everyone tries, its hard to ignore enterprise if its on such a large scale. This one is for all those, who want to give solutions, but hesitate, thinking of the outcomes, or of the fear of being considered preachy and uncool. Its not what you are underneath, but what you do, that defines you.

Maybe I'm too young and insignificant to be able to make any difference at all. Some would say, now is not my time to delve in stiff topics. My answer to all of them is, the earlier I begin, the more I shall be able to do. I can't wait for that day, when the thought has to be driven out of me due to neccesity, due to an emergency where it'll not be an idea anymore, but a plea for existence. I would like to think, and act hard, while its still a luxury I can afford. No one has seen the tomorrow, not me, not you (well maybe Bejan Daruwala..), but how I shape mine, depends on what I do today, so today, I'm not thinking of the means, its the ends that matter.