Power not necessarily means political or influential
power, administrative or governing power, physical or mental power it may mean
a lot more than this. Power and the love for power has always defined the
course of history, governs our presents and guides our future. Power could be as
subtle as the power to have food and as massive as the power to destroy or
construct the world.
Every individual defines power in his or her own
understanding of life. Everyone works to attain this power in their own way.
Some define power as knowledge of science. Such people usually end up being a
scientist or professor, for they enjoy the power of having the knowledge they
have. Some live for the power of giving. Mother Teresa or many such selfless
social workers could be one of them. They felt secure and powerful only when
they were able to give to others, irrespective of the fact that they owned it
or not.
It is this, craving for power that makes people what
they are. It is a very unique and a different experience when subconsciously we
derive power from one or some of our actions. One usually doesn’t know where
does one derive its power from and what this power is, so we usually term it as
confidence, form or simply feel good factor. I ask the reader to investigate this,
a bit deeper into oneself and find out do they or do they not feel powerful if they
do something or the other? This something or the other in question could vary
from person to person and you can call it your hobby, passion or simply
interest. But there is always something that makes you feel powerful and
secure, like a painting for a painter, a music composition for a singer and a
story for a writer. Though all these examples are of creative people but some
derive their power by the business they do, some simply by earning loads of
money.
The most prominent, evident and supreme form of power
is the power of love and that of sacrifice. It is divine to have the love for
sacrifice. The one who derives power from love is an elated being. Love
for nation, love for parents, love for god and not just love for the opposite
sex (husband/wife or whatever…). Though the love for spouse doesn’t demean love
but that is not the only love. Imagine the power one derives from a love with
four years of detachment. It is like waiting for the leap year to celebrate
birthday. Sacrifice is not just for the nation and family, it is also for
friends and commitments. The passion to sacrifice oneself, for a belief, gives
you immense power to do anything and everything. The power one attains while
sacrificing ones happiness for a cause of a friend is incomparable.
Sometimes I wonder what is more powerful? The power
of love, that can make a person wait for many long years, or the power of
sacrifice that can make a person sacrifice love. For me the power of love is
supreme. But it is immensely interesting to wonder where do we all derive our
powers from, what all consciously and unconsciously we do to get these powers
and most of all what does these powers mean to us.
