Recently, I was in Mumbai for National President’s Meeting of AIESEC in India and the times of the closing terms discussing and planning the BHAG for AIESEC India for 2015. You have to end something and complete the circle until to make a journey worthwhile and smile till the end. That was the time, I realized I did learn so many things from this student-run organization and it was one phase of my life which I am never going to forget and nothing to regret about. And that’s where the silence begins.
After spending an hour at the golden lights necklace, popularly known as the Marine Drive in Mumbai, I realized that some dreams doesn’t end, but always carries forward with a hope and disambiguate reasoning. Only, there was a high effect of a place, which I came from an hour before. I went to Prithvi Theatres in Mumbai for a play called “The Water Station” which was a two hours muted play from an award-winning Japanese Playwright with just flowing expressions over that aberrant night. The nostalgia and effect of it lasted the whole dark night. The play was about the power of silence. The play started with a lady slowly and slyly walking towards the water tap, and the water tipping was the only sound heard. It took seven minutes for that lady to come to water tap for quenching her thirst. And then followed the other 18 travelers from different walks of life to that water station with a purpose, which was love, hate, thirst, longing, fear and then finally leave. And that is exactly, what the purpose of life is. We are the travelers. There are always multiple journeys we belong to and make memories around it. This play had a long-lasting effect on my thoughts, which dove me into a philosophical pool.
Just so we know, humans talk for about average of 2 hours in a day and other time of the day we are always silent, sometimes from within. That means, 90% of our life is spend in silence and that is where power comes from. We come, meet, create, mate and then ultimately leave with that silence in us always. And that is the fact which people spend their lifetime realizing it until their deathbed. And that is where I understood how journeys are made and beliefs captured.
Just when I realized, I have played my part in something which I joined when I was 18 ended up being the president of the local chapter of AIESEC, I realized it was end of a journey worthwhile and we are the travelers lived with different emotions. Ultimately, the experience is what it matters and not the outcome. We are all survived travelers until we reach our destination.
With that note, a smile is all what is needed. To leave. To stand up. To pack the bags. To reach new places. And discover new dimensions. We have to believe it, silence is not just peace, but progress.
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