Rang de Basanti

Dreams, the essence of living is dreams; the better half of the passion is dreams; the drive of doers is a dream. Such are the dreamers. Then there are the dreamless. The unfortunate beings who do not know what would give them happiness and fulfillment in life. Such are the people who's favorite quote is to take life as it comes. These people are comfortably numb. The time, as it passes through their lives, they try to hold on to it, prevent the dawn of tomorrow, for they know not what to do with it. They look for the comfort in their friends, for they know not how they could survive among strangers. They look for familiar grounds for they not not how they would fare in unfamiliar territories. Such people seem to be enjoying the most, making the most of their lives because it takes discipline to follow your dreams - which is not so pleasant to look at.

These two opposites, when meet, try to neutralize each other's attitudes - much like the electricity cracking through air, opposite tides crashing into each other - chaos follows. One of the two win over another and lives change. The metamorphosis has begun but the inertia confuses the nascent dreamers.This couldn't be happening to them - they enter the denial mode. They are aghast at the new change, which is pulling them from their comfort zones, forcing them to realize that life could have a purpose - there could be a tomorrow - a purpose to get up tomorrow. aaah! purpose. They need purpose in their lives which would make their galvanization into dreamers complete.

Purpose in itself is incomplete. Purpose to succeed needs inspiration in addition to courage and determination. Inspiration is required to know that what you are doing, no matter how difficult it may seem, has been achieved by mere mortals before. Courage to move into that unfamiliar territory. Courage to chose between right and easy. And the determination to stand up when you have fallen. Determination is the trust you have in your dreams, in your purpose. The new dreamers will fall and rise, fall again and rise again and again. They will survive the transformation.

These new dreamers will achieve success. Only the success commands a price, a high price. They may be required to give the thing they value the most, but they are not scared anymore. They are not scared what tomorrow may hold for them. They are not scared to venture into unfamiliar territories - for they have discovered their calling. They have come to know the purpose of their life. They have become the doers. They have become the courage and determination of dreamless. They have become the inspiration.

Chak De India

Dream. Every thing great starts with a dream. A nation's independence, a business empire, a great invention and a overseas tour win for cricket team. But a dream is hardly self-fulfilling. If you are wondering if I will go into the banter of working hard and determination and overcoming obstacles - I offer a difference of opinion. All these things are ends and not the cause of what I am going to mention. Dream, it all starts with a dream, breaking. Breaking to pieces, self confidence ruined by the mysterious, ridiculous mirth on the faces of nay-sayers. It starts with a bruised pride - a rising rebellion - the feeling to slap people in their faces who refuse to believe in you.

Then starts the herculean task to recruit people to your cause. They will come with you for their own selfish motives, for the bruises they have been given. Never for a moment make this mistake that they will follow you, until you have had your vengeance. They are following you until they have had their own.

After recruitment, starts the next task of uniting, not them, the people, but their goals. Making them rally behind a single goal, make them believe that achieving this will help them have their retribution against the world, against all those who did not believe in them and if possible mean it.

So far things go very logical, but the kind of animal humans are, they tend to mix emotions with almost everything. Quite good, for a leader emotional followers are a god sent army. Next, toy with their emotions, make them see something great, something grand, make them imagine the moment of triumph and then let them fall on the hard, cold stone of reality. Do this again and again and they will emerge stronger. Like a fractal, reproduce the same process on every step which you are fighting against, which they are fighting against. The anguish, the boisterous mirth, the slap in the face attitude. On every step make them feel the same. But this time its against someone who do believe in them. They will take some time to come to know that, and during that time they will hate you, but they will and then they will worship you.

Then you will have the army, of 300, of Alexander, of the rakshas!!! and you will have your retribution, only the retribution will feel so much smaller than what you would have finally achieved!