You know that feeling? Your brain, a non-stop, 24/7 thought factory, churning out possibilities faster than a Maggi noodle packet disappears from a hostel room.
It’s like water blasting out of a fire hose—no off switch, no dimmer, just pure, unadulterated mental Niagara Falls. Before you roll your eyes and think, “Oh, here we go, another gyaan session on meditation,” hold up. That’s not where we’re headed.
We can’t really stop our thoughts, can we? They just… happen. “This will go wrong,” “That will be perfect,” “Will I get that increment?” “Is the new person at work arrogant, or just perpetually constipated?” We predict, we fret, we fantasize. It’s exhausting.
Here’s a crazy idea: What if we just wrote it all down? No matter how ridiculous, how profound, how utterly silly your prediction or expectation is, just… capture it.
Too much effort for a tiny notebook? Fine. We live in the future, my friend. Just WhatsApp your thoughts to yourself. Seriously. As they pop into your head, send them off.
- “That new guy is definitely too arrogant.” Ping! Send.
- “The Indian cricket team is totally winning today.” Ping! Send.
- “My appraisal is going to be terrible this year.” Ping! Send.
Whatever thought, whatever prediction you’re cooking up in that beautiful, chaotic brain of yours, give it a home.
Then, when the moment passes, when the event unfolds (or doesn’t), go back and look. You’ll be shocked. Most of those urgent, earth-shattering predictions? They probably never came true anyway. When thoughts stay locked in our heads, they’re slippery, like a wet bar of soap. You can’t catch them, can’t examine them. The only way to truly “catch” a thought is to give it a physical form, to put it on paper, or, well, in your WhatsApp chat.
When you write thoughts down, you’re forced to do something magical: you have to structure them. You have to regulate that fire-hose flow, decide what’s important enough to ink. And later, sometimes years down the line, you might look back and laugh at your younger, dumber self. “Did I really think that?”
Or, perhaps, you’ll have your own little Nostradamus moment, where you were surprisingly spot on. If you were right, go ahead, give yourself a little pat on the back. You earned it.
Think about those old, handwritten messages etched into historical monuments, where young lovers declared eternal devotion. Who knows, they’re probably happily married to different people now, or navigating the glorious chaos of middle-aged life.
Life takes turns nobody predicts. But at least, when they decided to write those thoughts down, they created a marker. A point of reference to look back on. If they succeeded, great. If not? Well, you just laugh it off and move on, don’t you? Just like those WhatsApp messages you’ll scroll past years from now, shaking your head, smiling, and wondering what you were thinking.
And that, my friend, is its own kind of wisdom.
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