Notes on the congreve cube

Mahoney: “What is it?”
Mr. Magorium: “It’s the Congreve Cube.”
Mahoney: “It looks like a big block of wood.”
Mr. Magorium: “It is a big block of wood. But now, it’s your big block of wood.”
Mahoney: “Thank you. I was just saying last night I don’t have enough big blocks of wood.”
Mr. Magorium: “Unlikely adventures require unlikely tools.”
Mahoney: “Are we going on an adventure? ”
Mr. Magorium: “All I will say is with faith, love, this block and a counting mutant, you may find yourself somewhere you never imagined. ”

There are a million things one might do with a block of wood, but, Mahoney, what do you think might happen if someone just once,believed in it?

Edward Magorium, Mr.Magorium’s wonder emporium by Suzanne Weyn

It becomes something truly fantastic and magical because someone believed in it. And isn’t that true for all of us? Belief is empowering; it is a key to unlock the best of what we can become.
-Paul Martins, www.waldenfans.com

But by believing in my children and their intelligence, their talents, their strengths, and most importantly their abilities to overcome their challenges, I open up a world of possibilities to them, the possibilities of growth and change.
-Paul Martins, www.waldenfans.com

Sometimes it’s easy for us to get caught up in all the muck and mire of our lives that we spend little to no time thinking of our congreve cube, like Mahoney did. But in the end that is what will help us get out of the muck. I’m not about to try and tell you what your cube might be, but I do propose you ponder what your congreve cube is, and how you can unlock the power within.
-Janay Hiatt

You don’t know what you’re becoming
Who knows what you’re gonna be
We don’t know where we’re going
We don’t know ’cause we can’t see

If I could tell your future
I’d say love the world you find
In the dark times and the hard questions
Let some sunshine in your mind

Sun is rising
And I think that’s good
Just now realizing
Some things you never thought you were

Concluding remarks [Mr. Magorium’s wonder emporium]

Your business still sits there like a block of wood with millions of possibilities unexplored. It just needs someone to believe in it again.
Phil Wezesinski, www.philsforum.com

Believing herself to be unworthy and incapable of owning a magical store, Mahoney puts it up for sale with Henry’s firm overseeing the sale. The store grieves and loses all its magic. All the toys, walls, and even the furniture lose their color, becoming varying shades of gray and black. Eric tries to reason with Mahoney over her decision to sell the store when he sees her at a restaurant playing background music.

Henry meets Mahoney at the store to draw up the sale papers, where he sees the Congreve Cube and asks her about it. When Mahoney confesses her complete faith in the store and the Congreve Cube’s magical ability, the block suddenly springs to life, and proceeds to fly around the store. After witnessing this, Henry faints with shock. When he later awakes and questions Mahoney about it, she tells him that it must have been a dream as she went home the previous night, leaving him to finalize the paperwork for the sale.

Henry is not deterred as he knows Mahoney made the cube fly and though she does not believe she can do magical and wonderful things, he believes in her. Henry realizes Mahoney is the Congreve Cube. The block of wood that can be anything she desires if she can somehow believe in herself. Henry’s whole hearted belief in Mahoney ignites a tiny spark in her and for a second she believes. The store responds to her spark of belief and continues to respond as her confidence builds until the entire store magnificently transforms. The magic and color return as Mahoney’s long awaited symphony comes into existence.
-Fandom.com

It isn’t until the very end, when she’s struggling with her own feelings of doubt and lack of purpose and non-magical abilities, when someone else shows faith in her. The unimaginative “counting mutant” (accountant) — who, it turns out, needs the Emporium as much as it needs Mahoney — is the one to finally shine the light of truth for her when he asks “What if someone, just once, believed in it?”
-www.rustybicyclerockyroad.com

Mr. Magorium gave it to her to teach her that she can do amazing things if she believes in herself the same way she believes in the block of wood. Now that Mahoney’s belief in the cube has made it fly, she no longer remembers it and only needs to believe in herself. 
-Isolde A Logan

As it turns out, like the store and all its inventory, the Congreve Cube is not magical, by itself. The store turns black and starts misbehaving, none of the toys will work, and the block of wood is still completely inanimate… until Mahoney believed in herself. Not just built up her self-esteem or decided to follow her dreams, but believed in herself, put her faith in herself, and realized that all this time she had been looking for an objective reality—something that existed outside of her—when the inspiration, magic and something-to-believe-in were only real when she believed they were real. They then became real to her. At that point, the magic comes back to the store, the Congreve Cube starts flying around the room, and Mahoney finds her lost “sparkle”.
-www.purityandprecision.com

Two different themes emerge from the depiction of congreve cube:
1. Believing in one’s own self, so that one may grow in strength – in ways one did not believe was possible before
2. Believing in others, to help them be sure of themselves and find their strength.
There is no strength without belief.

Never forget and teach to your children that…

Never forget and teach to your children that as is the difference between a firefly and the blazing sun, between the infinite ocean and a little pond, between a mustard seed and the mountain Meru, such is the difference between the householder and the sannyasin!

Swami Vivekananda of the Puri order

If – Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Lyrics : Ae Malik Tere Bande Hum

ऐ मालिक तेरे बन्दे हम – Ae Malik Tere Bande Hum
Movie/Album: दो आँखें बारह हाथ (1957)
Music By: वसंत देसाई
Lyrics By: भरत व्यास

ऐ मालिक तेरे बन्दे हम
ऐसे हों हमारे करम
नेकी पर चलें और बदी से टलें,
ताकि हंसते हुए निकले दम

बड़ा कमज़ोर है आदमी, अभी लाखों हैं इसमें कमी
पर तू जो खड़ा, है दयालू बड़ा
तेरी किरपा से धरती थमी

दिया तूने हमें जब जनम
तू ही झेलेगा हम सबके ग़म

नेकी पर चलें और बदी से टलें,
ताकि हंसते हुए निकले दम

 

ये अंधेरा घना छा रहा, तेरा इंसान घबरा रहा
हो रहा बेखबर, कुछ न आता नज़र
सुख का सूरज छुपा जा रहा

है तेरी रोशनी में जो दम
तो अमावस को कर दे पूनम

नेकी पर चलें और बदी से टलें,
ताकि हंसते हुए निकले दम

जब ज़ुल्मों का हो सामना, तब तू ही हमें थामना
वो बुराई करें, हम भलाई भरें
नहीं बदले की हो कामना

बढ़ उठे प्यार का हर कदम
और मिटे बैर का ये भरम

नेकी पर चलें और बदी से टलें,
ताकि हंसते हुए निकले दम