A person would need two things to sustain this life, to grow, to be great – Strength and Inspiration.
Lucky are the ones
who find strength and inspiration both within them. They find their way and
have the will to walk on it. Some carry the strength within, and bloom when
they find external inspiration. Other few carry the inspiration within, but
wait in lives for someone to give them the strength to create their
inspiration.
Strength and inspiration is an addictive
combination.
She had always had Strength. She had him,
from as long back as she could remember. Strength had come to her; she had had
the strength and the sturdy anchoring which only an unconditional love can
provide. She continued to be in love for there was the strength, the stability,
the routine. Strength made her feel she had everything for she didn’t know what
to name what she was missing.
Then one day, she met Inspiration. Strength
was plain, earthly, solid coloured; Inspiration was like a starry sky, like a rainbow.
Intoxicated, she followed Inspiration, the chase tired her but she always had
Strength with her.
Strength is like that, rooted, in one place, and because Strength is yours, you know you can come back to it, always. Inspiration, knows no roots. It has the speed of its own and it’s not in its nature to stop, because its nature is to inspire. So she went after inspiration, and she went on till Strength couldn’t hold her back. She could feel the Strength weakening as she tried to catch Inspiration. Two steps forward, one back to Strength, she was torn. God forbid anyone who has to choose the love between Strength and Inspiration. It is an impossible choice. She continued to be torn, till life made a choice for her.
She is now learning to find the strength within her. For without strength, Inspiration is no good. But then, without inspiration, what good is strength for.
