Prenote:
The following post has the potential to enervate you in case, you are an impatient person.
There is one thing I like about my cellular device, the text messages. Oh come on! I like anything that inspires me. Not earlier than two days ago, I received an insightful text message forward… and here it is , verbatim.
Who do you think should be a world leader among these three?
Mr. A-He had friendship with bad politicians, consults astrologers, has two wives, a chain smoker, drinks eight to ten times a day.
Mr.B- He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps till noon, used opium in college and drinks whisky every evening.
Mr.C He is a decorated war hero, a vegetarian, doesn’t smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
You would want Mr. C to be the leader
But
Mr.A was Franklin Roosevelt!
Mr.B was Winston Churchill!
And
Mr.C was Adolf Hitler
Strange but true.
Man’s innate hunger for power and influence, domination is insatiable. But the hunger for knowledge may go ephemeral once his plates are filled. Any field of knowledge can be in common terms coined as SCIENCE-the awareness of how the world around us works. To be at the forefront of any field, yes …experience and knowledge are the keys. But there is yet another finer and refined commodity that reigns supreme-Imagination.
Formal Education can preach us how to think straight within the strict borders of a particular body of knowledge.But it is only when the fire of imagination is stoked that inventors are born. Knowledge springs out of stimulated imagination as a mirrored response to one’s craving or desire. Knowledge has boundaries but imagination is boundless. In the vast realm of imagination, you are the king and you are the servant. You Don’t have to play the game by the rules. One can venture into any pursuit being ridiculously creative.
Tomorrow’s technology can subvert today’s. But we can never deny that technology has stemmed from science, which in turn has stemmed from persistent imagination. Roosevelt or Churchill could not rule, if they were imprisoned by their shortcomings. Edison could imagine thousand ways to accomplish the needful, lucky enough to have his eureka moment at last.
At the heart of imagination, resides genius.
If Necessity is the mother of Invention, I would dogmatize Imagination is its great grandmother.
