I came across a line printed in the newspaper and it instantly caught my attention and made me think about it..
"The heart has reasons that reason does not understand."
In life, we are always battling inside. At every moment, there is an inner conflict going on between the brain and the heart. Between dreams and convention. Between reasoning and faith. We always have a choice to make, a risk to take.
Our mind tells us to stay on the shore, keeping our feet on the ground. To just watch the beautiful scene, take in the beauty and walk along the water. A balanced life, with no fear, no risks. But somewhere deep down, our heart wants more. It pushes us, it challenges us. It tries to tell us that the risk that might break you is the one that will save. It knows that the real beauty of the sea in the touch of the water and exploring the hidden treasures which the water has secretly hidden for so long.
We somehow hold back, the fear of taking on the angry sea, too frightening. The fear of suffering, takes over the dreams, the curiosity to know more .We pretend to be happy and content, living the way everyone does.
When you follow your heart, the uncertainties of tomorrow instill fear. As a child, we don't really think about the future and that is why, when you see into a child's eyes, you see dreams, hopes and curiosity. Adulthood brings with it a wealth of experience and also a bag full of compromises. And more often than not, it's our dreams, our loved ones which are sacrificed. We claim to know more about the "Real World". About how you have to tell your heart to take a backseat, how the calls from your mother can wait, how the sky won't fall if you don't attend your daughter's play. By that time, we know the science behind most of the simple things in life, and we stop believing in miracles. Our freeflowing imagination as a child gets submerged beneath our desperate measures to find all the answers.
And when we look back, at some point everyone does, the little voice of our heart still echoes deep down,
"What If?"
What if that day I had taken the plunge into the sea? What if I had taken the leap of faith, for once? Would my life be different? Would I be living my dream? Would I see my daughter running towards me? Would I be present beside my mother during her last days, rather than my office?
And by the time, we realize what we've done, it's too late.
So friends, go take the plunge. Follow your dreams. Listen to your heart. Believe in miracles, in love and in yourself.