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Look, young fellow, it is not going to be easy. How do you expect it to come straightaway when you have let petty distractions consume your time all those years? You could never, in the first place, realize the essence of your time. That is so unfortunate. You took it for granted, wasting it like it was all going to be given back to you. But today, as you stand here, in the middle of nowhere, you repent your actions, your choices and your own decisions. You chose the wrong people to give your time. You avoided your duty to fill the void of others. You took for granted, the invaluable gifts that God had given you. And today, you repent all of that. If you find your mind cluttered with all the garbage, do not wonder where it has come from. It has come from the very expected places. When you stayed with those people, when you chose to take those actions, when you gave deep thoughts to all those things that never deserved your energy--things that had little or no value at all—it was all getting accumulated into your head, slowly but strongly. So you are full of it now. It should not come to you by surprise. It had been methodical and well-planned, just that you were kept unaware. So don’t be impatient, young fellow—it was supposed to happen.

But now, you must not stick to that. The insults, the wrong choices, the abuses, the failures, the cries, the lies, the pain, the losses, the undeserving people—let it all be lost in the past. And when I say past, it’s all got to be so. Bid it all a kind goodbye. It wasn’t you. It is still not you. Leave it or it will eat you up. Forget it all. Stop thinking about how it could have been. Forget taking revenge. You can’t stoop so low. You have only so much energy and you must conserve it. Past has rendered you with enough examples to prioritize this lesson. It has done its job. If you don’t mend ways anyway, well, your bad, then!

After all the bad times you have faced, one thing must have become crystal clear to you—that nothing lies in people’s approval. You go there and indirectly ask for it, and you get it and you look inside, and alas, you find nothing. There is this huge void, a gigantic space of nothingness. And in no time, it consumes you. And it all passes too soon, like wind, like a storm, like a huge tide in the ocean—it rises high and oh, it falls, and there you are, down to the earth. And you end up achieving nothing. 

There is a spark inside of you, I know. But don’t let anyone know of it. Keep it to yourself. Let it be there, hidden, away from the world. Let it grow. Let it grow. Let it grow. When the time comes, it will burn the entire forest, I know that too. But this time, don’t let anybody put it off. That’s a little spark, but has a huge potential. Save that. Save that, young fellow. 

I can hear somebody call out to you. I can hear the sound rise from a very distant country. The man is too far away from you but he knows you and he wants you to come join him. He is a great man, just like you. He too has a tragic story, just like you have. But he didn’t let it ruin him. He used it as a fuel for his spark. And you see, he made it in the end. And not a day goes by that he takes it for granted. He knows you have that spark too. And he wants you to save it. I am ready to tell you the same thing a thousand and one times. Because that’s far more important than you think. The Providence has offered you another golden opportunity. Don’t miss it. Your dream is not a next-to-impossible shot. For giant souls like you, nothing is impossible. Just a little determination is needed—that too in order to save your spark. I want you to feel it growing day by day. I want you to feel the same way you felt when you were a 10-year-old kid. I want you to plunge into your duty now, and give it your all. I want you to take up one idea and make it your life. Let your mind think of that one idea all the time. Let your veins be full of it. Let it vibrate with you. That alone is the way you will get back to yourself. Do it or else, life is going to be full of regrets.

My feller, the grass is greener on your side. Do you see? And it is midnight. And the full moon smiles down at you. And you are on the terrace, looking at the stars and there is a man next to you. He wants you to know that you are one of the stars you are looking at. You are one on earth, my man. He wants you to believe that. I want you to believe that. There is not a person in the world who does not believe it, except you. They all do but are afraid to accept. The day you agree with the man next to you, and all those who know what you really are capable of—that day, there will be an eruption. Seeing you there fills my eyes with tears. You deserve it, young man. You do deserve it. Look within, it is already there. 

You. Just. Have. To. Look. Within.

Your childhood self is calling out to you. That little prodigy of a child. He is calling you back home. You have gone too far, and hence, lost your way. And those at your home are calling out. Listen to them, please. Follow their voices. They are earnestly seeking you. They are crying and crying and crying, and they want you back at any cost. Go back. Go back home. You will be safe there—safe, secure and away from the clutches of mediocrity. 

Go all the way. Go all the way. Go all the way. There is no other way out of this. Give it a hard try. Yes, it is tough but you will make it through. You will find your true self back. But that is not going to be glamorous. That is going to be super-challenging. It will demand all of you and everything that you have. It could mean losing the many identities you have clouded your mind with. It could mean saying no to your habits. It could mean losing your mind. But you must go all the way. It could mean not sleeping for several days. It could mean staying away from women. It could mean tears in your eyes. It could mean feeling lost at times. But you must go all the way. Once you head there, there is going to be no other feeling like that. Yes, there is nothing more pleasant than getting back what you really are. You will be alone in the midnight, talking to gods and they will burn lamps for you. But you must go all the way. Let it devour your all. Let it molest you like nothing else. And in the end, there you will find it, right there. Oh, what a feeling it will be!