THE MIND - A Road To No End.

There are aspirations and there are hallucinations. In every man is a world with many people and places and things both tangible and abstract. The mind of a man being so dynamic, is an architect and a project planner and a builder and a writer and an analyst and a surgeon and ....... you name it.

The places you have never stepped into, your mind has gone and come back so many times before. So many things you have not attempted, your mind has achieved long before now and even forgotten about. So many attempts at becoming, believing and building and yet all these are forgotten experiences of your mind. You grow everyday, but the mind grows every millisecond creating out of nothing an unlimited amount of self generated experiences.

Now the question is, if the mind belongs to you and has gone and done and become all these things that you "haven't" become, then who engineered the mind in those directions?, who is the bearer of your mind? It's definitely not me. But you! So if you took your mind to a certain island in a foreign continent and came back, then who says you've not gone there? When we talk about "your mind", we talk about the mind because you are involved. I mean to say that there cannot be any conversation about the mind without a conversation about "you", that is why we call it YOUR MIND, well that's what I think.

The mind is an entity so powerful, but only powerful to the extent that you permit it. Your mind is only one part of the entire You, because it consists in you. Has there been any surgery done to dissect the mind and extract it out of the human body? Has anyone ever died and his mind taken for research or replication? Certainly not. So I believe you agree with me now when I say that your mind is powerful and you - much more, .......or so I think.

I was listening to a story from an older friend of mine and then he said "Going down memory lane as far back as the year 1998......" and then I get distracted thinking to myself "the year I was born?" and then again "memory has a lane?". The point is, I am 26 years now and my mind has been working for the same length of years. It has been thinking and imagining and hoping and wishing and aspiring. My mind has been aspiring and dreaming for 26 years - every millisecond of it! "So when will it stop?", And if I decide that I will never die, then, the simple answer is "My mind will never stop" and so will my hopes and dreams and wishes and aspirations forever unending.