Potential – and realizing it

I’ve been thinking about this today. (I am amazed that I live one of those happy lives that can actually afford to have a single thought a day) It’s not a new theme. It is one that I always think I’ve thrashed out satisfactorily, but which resurfaces with irritating periodicity and always with a new twist.
I am familiar enough with my thoughts and they soon start eddying around in my head. That’s when I look for 'signs' from which to string my answers.
I found these.
Some random browsing brought me to this quote: a web page with just this, no links no nothing.

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us...You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us...And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
Nelson Mandela


Then I woke up with this ‘matla’ fully formed on my lips, semi drugged from my siesta. These things have happened before but never so completely and in the alpha state and all! And of course I am terribly fond of attributing this stuff to mysterious sources….

Rok lo mujhe rok lo mein kahin duaa na maang loon
Ek chote se khuda se mein kuch bada na maang loon

And if you have a radeef-khafiya dropped in your lap the least you can do is finish the ghazal. Even if the radeef is majorly comprimised. So that got written. Here goes…

Beech bhanwar mein jab kabhi doobne lagoon kahein
Khokle tinke to tab mere khuda na sang loon

Duniya ki shor se katrake chala houn aaj tak,
Khouf-e sannate se ab apni sadaa na rang loon

Ik ajeeb nishan ko khojte jo har ek raah chod doon
Asvi tere is zid me koi raasta na tang loon