What do you want it to be?

He comes to me and hands me this... something (I didn’t know what it was)... I ask "what is it?"... Then comes the reply...."My friend what do you want it to be....".... Things have changed ever since... there is much more in things than what appears... look at them differently and enjoy life... ‘cus creativity and imagination never ends... it always begins!!!

For example lets consider a pencil... what can it be... what can I use it for... let us just imagine we didn’t know it was a pencil... for us its just a long thing made of wood. could it be used to make arrows... or just poke people. girls could even us it to hold their hair. And offcourse it could also be a magic wand. Somehow I always remember the movie...GOD MUST BE CRAZY each time I think over these lines. One empty bottle of coke landing in the middle of no where... and look what people made out of it. A weapon, a kitchen appliance, a musical instrument, a blessing from heaven, a curse by angry gods, etc... and guess what they didn’t use it to drink or store liquid.

Its funny at times... why is it that kids always come up with the weirdest imaginations... we see them playing with shadows... talking to themselves... playing with GI JOES and dolls... collecting useless trash. For a grown up it might be trash... but how many of us have had the patience and pleasure of staring through a colored piece of glass found on the ground... probably from a bottle or a decorative ornament. the world would turn green...red or whatever color the glass would be.... we filter the world through the glass... Talking about filtering... our mature mind as we call it... filters stuff which we don’t want to consider or look at with a different perspective. We feed on filtered thoughts and process them to come up with routine stuff.

Last evening I went for a long drive with family and family friends... just to have food at a dhaba called... PRITAM DA DHABBA...My uncle’s daughter is just 1n a half year old... she cant speak but wobbles her head and body each time the radio would play Kajra re... there were these lamps all around the dhaba... which looked like glowing orbs. Win (that’s her nick name) gets up and somehow manages to walk over to them and just stares at them with amazement and her eyes twinkled with the orb being reflected in her eyes... Happily she let out a shout...or squeal whatever it was... pointing at the orb. I just sat back and thought what could it have meant to her. she didn’t understand electricity ... nor would she know there was a bulb inside... what was it that amazed her... was it the light... or was it the thought that the moon has come close to her... or was it just a glowing ball for her.

At times we might misinterpret pictures in a newspaper if we see them from a weird angle...or if the paper is kept at a distance. That weird image in our head stimulates some amount of thought which wanders around for a while before the Left-side of our brain shoos it away... no wonder our dreams are composed of many known.... yet unknown designs, formats, and images... The subconscious memory comprises of 80%... whereas the conscious is just 20%... what if we train ourselves to channelise our thought process using the sub-conscious... which is really possible. I wouldn’t like to shift my writings towards this field... for now.

All I have realized is the secret of brilliant creativity lies in having all the knowledge one can and thinking like a kid. how else could a genius like Spielberg be born... that man has surely impressed all of us in one way or other... a killer shark... dinosaurs coming back to life...an alien from outer space... a boy who is almost human... a youth running all around the world cheating people and minting money... being trapped on an airport for months... sheer brilliance...

As I said... creativity is always a beginning... so lets begin.

Sahirr