What's your mantra?

Why do people do what they do? Alright! Alright! I have heard enough against this word "people" in blogs. Too sermonizing. Isn't it? So i would say why do I do what I do? What makes me scribble now? What motivates me to do what I do? Why do I pen down figments of my imagination every now and then? Why do I get up early when I am pretty privileged not to? What instigates me to try and shape up my career? To study hard on my heels? To resist the urge to fight back when I can slap the taste out of someone's mouth? To do something that would get me and hopefully my parents, the often dreaded, almost incensed upon, envied and sometimes even spoken sardonically against, "Respect, honour, dignity and pride"?

Yeah Yeah Yeah! I understand I shouldn't be negative. I never am negative. I just choose not to be inclined towards the sanguine positive side of what we choose. Means the same? Of course it does. It's a polite way of saying 'Come what may, I'll open up my taps when it floods". But, what the heck! That's the way it is.

No it's not an implacable urge to pen down my thoughts this time that makes me write up this blog. It's not something I just learnt and wanted to share with you. It's definitely not a salutary attempt at my own philosophical dimensions. Please! Not philosophical!

This is what it's all about. We all secretly house an adrenalin nitrate pumping through our veins. Not the one the chemical formula for which we crammed up and made through our semesters. NO sir! It'z the intangible one that defines the motive. The motive to work. The motive to love. The motive to share, care, decide, rebel, fightback and the motive to exist. What I intend to convey is that each one of us carries a mantra that becomes the motive to breathe the oxygen around us peacefully. Anything that forces you to do what is right for you is your mantra.

What can it be like?

Different individuals can have different mantras. It may be the togetherness of a loved one for some. Some on the other hand can have the patronage of their parents, siblings, guardians. Some can have their sagacious mentors that define their motives. Highly qualified seals, imperial degrees, top brass references can drive some for instance. God! Ah yes! God! How can I forget, is the biggest and the most everlasting mantra ever adopted by mankind. Being an atheist, I barely have to say anything on this matter but I believe it's good as long as the faith in God and the motivation it offers keeps the believer's sanity levels in check! :) Just kidding!

Does it help?
Oh hell yeah! It does. Mind, I believe, is just a jigsaw puzzle we need to program and reprogram, not the way our guardians taught us but the way we need it to work effectively for us. Once we are through sorting out our mantra, an invisible impelling force backs every move, every act, every work that we undertake.

Take me for instance. I am irrevocably addicted to psychedelic trance and psychedelic metal. I wake up with it, I work with it and retire with it. Not a single hour goes by that I let go of my ipod. Over the years, this has led me to develop signs of musical ear syndrome, uncontrollable craving in my ears, an obsessive compulsive ipod disorder and yet I never stop listening, Why? Just coz I am addicted to it? Not really. Well, it's my mantra. It gives me courage to work. It shapes up my fortitude to endure. It inspires me to create melodies on my guitar. It reminds me to love and to be loved. It urges me to care. Helps me fight the moments of weakness. Not only does my mantra cuddle me up against scurrilous, scurvy and seamy people but it also strengthens me to smash the dirt away.

I live with my mantra! I love it within me! It's not always an outside inspiration that gets the job done. Sometimes you need to shave a little off the puzzle piece to understand that salvation lies within!!!!

Cheers!