The most amazing visions, dreams, goals (whatever you choose to call them) in life have very simple requirements. Do you want to be a writer? then write. Do you want want to be a singer, sing. Do you want to be a farmer, farm. You have to understand, you can’t plough a field by turning it over in your mind. The major difference between great visions and great men is this “the former are thinkers while the latter are doers.

Let me make a brief analogy;think of vision as sword, yes sword; that sharp bladed weapon intended for piercing and thrusting. Now have you done that? good, so do one more thing, think of great men as swordmen.

We all know that the potency of a sword is not dependent on the greatness of the blacksmith who made it, neither is it determined by the time put into its production (although with these in place, you’ll have a fine sword). A sword’s potency is dependent on the man who wields it; the Swordman.

Who is a Swordman?

One might just break up the word and say, a man with a sword but that’s not actually true. A swordman is a man who is skilled in the act of swordmanship; using the sword for piercing and thrusting.

Every great swordman craves an opportunity to draw out his sword for he knows without his sword, he is “just another man” and that’s an adjective he humbly detests. At the sight of battle, the first thing he does is to draw his sword, whether he is a match for his opponent is not his first worry. He knows without a drawn sword, he is dead already.

Imagine a soldier with a sheathed (covered) sword strapped to his waist, running away from the battlefield in search of a life void of war. He runs farther and farther, sometimes hiding behind rocks, sometimes in holes and sometimes in caves. However no matter how far away he seemed to have run, he realises that he is still at the centre of the battle.What his anxious mind anticipating peace has not being able to comprehend is that the reason he was given a sword was because he was expected to use it.

A vision sheathed in your mind or in a book somewhere will always hunt you, no matter how far you run, no matter what other laurels graced the wall of your life, deep within, that unploughed field will remain fallow. I wish i could list out men who had great visions (Swords) but tucked them away (sheathed them) and so never became great. The truth is, History has no record of men whose vision were left unspoken and undone. History records such as men without visions.

If we could ask them why they never drew their sword, they had probably give common excuses like, “I was waiting for the right time”, “I was scared of failing”, “I don’t know if i’ve got what it takes, “I’ve got no one to help me” etc. Do you find your self silently saying any of these? Please pause for a minute and reminsce…

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end of the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who never knows victory nor defeat. #Theodore Roosevelt#

Do not be named among timid souls, draw your sword, it’s time to FIGHT.

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