Something can be obtained on the strength of merely thinking.
There was a boy named Bikash. A bright student. A boy who loved science and always used to think, observe, and question. Since his childhood, he was intrigued by the world, stars, time, and inventions. For him, as far as science was concerned, it wasn't just machines and labs, but imagination and thought as well. He used to say always, "If you can think something, you can reach there someday."
There was this one concept that never escaped his mind, and that was the concept of a time machine. He would imagine it in various forms. Sometimes as a box, sometimes as a door, and sometimes as a chair with wires. He would draw it in his notebook. He would also search for books, videos, and theories. But more than anything else, he would think. He dreamed of it each night, every day, sometimes even while walking, eating, or sitting quietly.
He was lying on his bed one day once more contemplating the time machine. He had been doing so for several months. He would sit at night, prior to going to bed, with his eyes closed and ponder — what a time machine would resemble, how it would function, what energy it would require, and how it would transport an individual into the past or the future. He was even constructing tiny components. He had a whole room filled with wires, batteries, motors, used electronic components, and bits of paper.
It was Monday evening, June 9.
It was a hot summer, and there was no electricity in the area. The ceiling fans were still, and all except most homes were in the dark. Bikash's room was illuminated, however. He was a science student and had an inverter. His lights were burning, and his little table fan was also operational. The air was still hot, but he didn't mind.
He was on his bed, once again contemplating the time machine.
And then, suddenly, a thought occurred to his mind. Another thought. A strong one. It was like the flip of a switch in his head. He sat up straight, shocked at the clarity of that thought. It was like a key turning in a lock. He could actually see the mechanism in his head. How energy would flow. How time would bend. He did not understand everything, but it felt powerful.
At that exact moment, something peculiar took place.
At the same time, a boy emerged from his workshop. Bikash saw him and was wonder-struck. The boy was his own double, slightly older. Same face, same eyes, same voice.
The boy replied,
"Yes, Bikash! We did it. You constructed the time machine."
Bikash's eyes widened in disbelief. He was confused. His mind was confused. How did it happen?
The future Bikash gazed at him peacefully and spoke,
"The instant you conceived the idea, you began to create it. And 5 years later, we did it. We made it. We tested it. And it worked."
Bikash was still struggling to comprehend. He inquired,
"How did you come here so fast? Just now the idea came in my mind."
Future Bikash responded,
"I came here so fast because I don't want you to waste any more time. That is the moment. The idea just crossed your mind. That is the beginning. But you don't need to waste 5 years like I did. I've come to assist you."
Bikash was still puzzled.
"But if you came here, won't everything change?"
The future Bikash smiled and replied,
"I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not. But see — we demonstrated that what we think, we can get, without even trying. I don't say for everything, but at least for the time machine, yes. If we think hard, with energy, with passion, with everything that we have — then we can get it. Even when we are not working hard every moment, our thoughts are working. Our energy is working. Our mind is working."
Bikash was amazed. Slightly taken aback. But not quite shocked. For deep within, he knew it. He had thought and worked for so long that he half anticipated something like this.
The future Bikash pulled out a book from his bag. A large book containing handwritten notes, diagrams, and equations. He handed it over to Bikash and said,
"This book has the concept and all that in a simple manner. You can learn it easily. You will not have to take 5 years like I took. You can build it in months."
Bikash cradled the book in his palms. It existed. It was heavy. He reached out and touched a page and saw his own handwriting — from the future.
Bikash looked up and inquired,
"Will I recall this moment when I am you?" Future Bikash smiled and replied, "Yes. Every moment. This night altered everything. The day we realized that thought is not mere imagination — it's the start of creation." Then the future Bikash went back to the time machine and vanished. Bikash was silent. His hands clutched tightly around the book. His heart was filled with awe. He did not sleep. He sat at his desk, reading page upon page. Everything was revealed. Anything could be accomplished. And in a matter of months, Bikash had created the time machine. Not because he worked day and night. But because he believed. He thought. And his thought became his power.
The instant the thought first crossed Bikash's mind, it was so set in its ways and so resolute that nothing could shift his mind set. His strategy was so embedded that it didn't matter if Future Bikash showed up or not — he 100% would build the time machine. His mind made that become reality. Future Bikash knew that too; he showed up not so that Bikash could be saved but to assist along what was already going to be unavoidable. This is what shows us that we can do incredible things based solely on our mind alone — but that that thinking has to be incredible, set in so deeply, and with passion.
Without that kind of seriousness, it's impossible
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