A kid mindlessly disfigured his sand castle. Hatefully destroying the upsetting edifice with his hands. It represented to him an abstract pattern, vague and disharmonious with what he had initially imagined. The truth about innovation is its ability to evolve. Evolution is an obligation to thought. Though sometimes this evolution can be towards a more refined product, it also poses a bane to the creator’s crave for originality. When reality catches up with imagination, the alloy is usually a marvellous creation but when it is not, it is but a Frankenstein result. Most of us ignore the fact that our ability to obliterate a brilliant idea is far more adaptable than our ability to nurture it. Dream and forget is a common but misused trait of man. We pay no heed to the compelling desire in each one of us to produce something original. Something basic to our nature but complex to another. This craving is subtly ignored as we push ourselves towards checking off a belligerent checklist called life. What makes us do this? An adept and comfortable way of ignorance and sloth. Fear is also part of this recipe as we slowly watch the sticks rotate without really materializing our dreams. We are posed not only by external hurdles but internal blockades as well. The hardest person to inspire is often yourself. Once a person has convinced himself, the rest of the world is just an encore to a grand premier.
While we ponder over this idea, we need to also observe an interesting irony most of us miss. We are subtly ignoring our ability to innovate, and at the same time, we are also ignoring our creations. All of us are creators in our own way. An optimistic view would suggest that we innovate, breach our walls of moderation and rise beyond a self-centered cage every single moment of our lives. The power of innovation is a divine power we all share. The time you hummed a tune you’d never heard or knitted a loop of thread or even misspelt a word, you exercised this power. It may sound ridiculous but if you look closely, it was something you created. Temporary and absolutely useless, but aren’t we in some ways temporary and useless if we consider ourselves as creations? After every action we commit, we need to ask ourselves if this creation of ours was a respectful and important one. If it failed that criteria, we try harder to create something better the next time. This loop must continue until we find ourselves reflecting and collaborating with others over a complex and versatile spectrum of thought. When this condition has been reached, we can truly say that our obstinate passion for innovation has been achieved if not accomplished for it is an endless process going back and forth. A catalyst to such a reaction could be nothing more than a leap into a magical realisation. An advocate of realism would ridicule such notions but the scale of application is often the correspondent of success. To observe such elusive ideas, one must be keen and attentive. Once we grasp these little trinkets of imagination, our surroundings become a little more colorful and less mundane. But if we morph this with a will of implementation, our purpose becomes less obnoxious.
While we ponder over this idea, we need to also observe an interesting irony most of us miss. We are subtly ignoring our ability to innovate, and at the same time, we are also ignoring our creations. All of us are creators in our own way. An optimistic view would suggest that we innovate, breach our walls of moderation and rise beyond a self-centered cage every single moment of our lives. The power of innovation is a divine power we all share. The time you hummed a tune you’d never heard or knitted a loop of thread or even misspelt a word, you exercised this power. It may sound ridiculous but if you look closely, it was something you created. Temporary and absolutely useless, but aren’t we in some ways temporary and useless if we consider ourselves as creations? After every action we commit, we need to ask ourselves if this creation of ours was a respectful and important one. If it failed that criteria, we try harder to create something better the next time. This loop must continue until we find ourselves reflecting and collaborating with others over a complex and versatile spectrum of thought. When this condition has been reached, we can truly say that our obstinate passion for innovation has been achieved if not accomplished for it is an endless process going back and forth. A catalyst to such a reaction could be nothing more than a leap into a magical realisation. An advocate of realism would ridicule such notions but the scale of application is often the correspondent of success. To observe such elusive ideas, one must be keen and attentive. Once we grasp these little trinkets of imagination, our surroundings become a little more colorful and less mundane. But if we morph this with a will of implementation, our purpose becomes less obnoxious.
