Passion and Patience
Passion needs a portion of insanity, to survive in. A certain amount that doesn't make you insane really, but that doesn't leave you socially sane too. It is what gives birth to a new form. Any new form of idea, art or any life is a child of passion.
Patience is the gift of time, the only gift that survives the test of time. It helps you to make sense of an utter chaos. It reveals why and hows of everything. It reveals what matters and what doesn't. It has all the answers in its lap. It is the virtue that nurtures life in the toughest of times.
Passion and patience are just like the mother and the father. For any new form to take shape with your actions, there has to be a beautiful union of passion and patience within yourself. Both of them must not only let each other survive but must also compliment each other in the most romantic of ways, coming together to achieve what none of them could in itself. This creates an environment for a new life to happen. A life that is not just a flash that sparks and dies away. A life that is not just a fight for survival. But a throbbing colorful life.
