News on the personal front first. I got my visa today.One year since I applied.Long, long wait Huge stumbling block sort of cleared up. Let's see what I could make out of it. And as promised, the negative aspect of this is going into the other trash can, so all is fine for now here. There is the fear of the rampant schadenfreude around me getting back to full swing in one corner which is nauseating for me. Believe me, I've given up lot of pursuits cos of this.
Back to the main topic- there was this dancing show on tv yesterday. And Prabhu Deva was the chief guest. He is this Michael Jackson of India as everyone knows in India. Also what comes across when you see him in such appearances anywhere, is the humility, gentlemanliness, an attitude of getting on with the job. Qualities I love. But yesterday he revealed an anecdote of his,which might have gone quite unnoticed among the sea of 'great people' nowadays-sarcasm intended,every tom dick and harry is elevated and termed 'great' nowadays without regard, and every stupid behavior is given so much importance until it starts appearing as tomfoolery. Anyways..
Prabhu Deva told on the show about something which I believe in. And strongly advocate to anyone who I can find wading through my inferiority complex,who can be eligible for an earful from me. He talked about the power of madness. He was a middle class guy with 4-5 of their family members all sleeping in the same living room. No concept of bedroom and all in some families. And as a child,obviously he was crazy about dance, but the level to which he was crazy is like this-he said he would get only dreams of dance movements.Some or the other,some o rthe other music and some dance movement as a dream. And that's not all. The kicker-Whenever he would get a new step in his dream,he would need to wake up and he would wake up instantly and had to do that dance. Cos you know, you can forget the moves sometimes when you wake up. So he'd dance that step, same room, and then go back to sleep.He signed off saying that is how it should be, you have to have that madness to be something.That is the power of madness.
Everything told with that typical air of nonchalance and as expected,nobody understood or pointed out the greatness of the story. That idiotically dressed anchor only merely thanked him formally for coming in, the other judges would just cheer and hold their breaths while he did a performance, but no reaction to this story and it was over. The moment was over.
Imagine yourself getting over a dream recurrently, about such things yourself. Spoiling your slumbers just so that you don't forget whatever you learnt in your dream, the next day.My respect for the man increased manifold after that story. Mind you, there was that thick screen of nonchalance too,which makes it hard to see greatness through. That is an inspiration people. Use it to your own benefit. Moral of the story if focus. That single minded determination which Will Smith shows in The Pursuit Of Happyness,which Glenn McGrath shows when he would put a coin on the pitch and practice bowling on the precise spot-like a mad man. You might have an interest towards your work,inborn..like the first example or you might be forced by,adversity or the zeal to excel like the latter two examples,and trust me to go when I tell you-it makes achieving your 'something' that much easier if you have that madness going on with you.
Wow, preachy stuff, innit? I'm sure I was successful in not putting much of diary type notes in this.And adios before I start doing that.
