Introspection. Yes, with a combination of the prefix 'intro-', this term answers everything that you have been searching out everyone and everywhere. Every human on this land has to undergo a situation where he needs personal training, yes training of his mind (call it 'introspection' as I refer it to be) where 2+2 answers 4. He needs a 'motion', that has been detached with the dominatrix 'e'. Without plucking any further strings I oust my discovery, the discovery which made me gain mettle.
I didn't get to know the meaning of this world until I reached a state of self-mused mind. I could have excused those thoughts, that were pushing my conscience out and henceforth giving space to materialism, in their budding stage but I lost the zeal required for the same. I was stuck in a stupid labyrinth with no possible way out. I had to tackle the darkness. I could not sum up my courage but the time wanted me to do this. I sat completely numb with my hands protruding outwards in the need of a helping hand. I got no one. This helplessness triggered a sense of finding the vaulted grudge in me. And profusely, this INTROSPECTION originated.
I led this 'creature' to discover all the shortcomings and the benefits that were in me. I found a parallel 'me'. A person who could do everything that I've always been desiring to. He could make things the way they were destined to be. He could enlighten foes with uniqueness, uniqueness to forget envy. He could be as humble as no one could ever be. He could be soothed, serene and chastised. He could reep his solitude. He could never injure emotions. He could accredit his sanity. And this list was a never ending deed for me. I wondered how could he be this perfect. I jotted some hypothesis in my mind for this 'me'. I wanted him to answer all of my inquisitions but as they say 'while in Rome, do the Romans', I sealed my lips for the time being. That person or rather 'me' was a dominating bot. He could even act to be the Einstein of my questions and this stopped me to ask him my rocket science. Though I could not ask anything, I still had those questions engraved in my bosom. Yes, I have them even right now. Well, everything was a subtle abstract of that shit, I mean 'introspection'. He then turned towards me as if to slay me with his needle-headed pristine virtue. I panicked in my real senses and shouted as louder as I could. No sooner did I shout than he suddenly appeared before me. He looked pure. He looked pious. He was aping an Angel (I shrewdly figured this one out). I smirked at him. He nodded in reply to my gesture. Then he suddenly juxtaposed himself with me. I awed at what just happened and soon I found myself at some strange periphery. I could see people abuzz over my head talking my dizziness. I held my head high, gazed at the mob and hampered their awkwardness with my fury. They distributed themselves and left me cuddling my own fury. I stood up, shook off my clothes and started my journey to my college. I was constantly pondering over this whole incident be a dream or a real intrusion of my fate unexpectedly. There was no labyrinth, no 'He', no darkness, nothing. But yes, the only thing which was indeed fruitful was this realization of my desires and the strength to deal with them. I had, then, found me, the real 'me'.
I didn't get to know the meaning of this world until I reached a state of self-mused mind. I could have excused those thoughts, that were pushing my conscience out and henceforth giving space to materialism, in their budding stage but I lost the zeal required for the same. I was stuck in a stupid labyrinth with no possible way out. I had to tackle the darkness. I could not sum up my courage but the time wanted me to do this. I sat completely numb with my hands protruding outwards in the need of a helping hand. I got no one. This helplessness triggered a sense of finding the vaulted grudge in me. And profusely, this INTROSPECTION originated.
I led this 'creature' to discover all the shortcomings and the benefits that were in me. I found a parallel 'me'. A person who could do everything that I've always been desiring to. He could make things the way they were destined to be. He could enlighten foes with uniqueness, uniqueness to forget envy. He could be as humble as no one could ever be. He could be soothed, serene and chastised. He could reep his solitude. He could never injure emotions. He could accredit his sanity. And this list was a never ending deed for me. I wondered how could he be this perfect. I jotted some hypothesis in my mind for this 'me'. I wanted him to answer all of my inquisitions but as they say 'while in Rome, do the Romans', I sealed my lips for the time being. That person or rather 'me' was a dominating bot. He could even act to be the Einstein of my questions and this stopped me to ask him my rocket science. Though I could not ask anything, I still had those questions engraved in my bosom. Yes, I have them even right now. Well, everything was a subtle abstract of that shit, I mean 'introspection'. He then turned towards me as if to slay me with his needle-headed pristine virtue. I panicked in my real senses and shouted as louder as I could. No sooner did I shout than he suddenly appeared before me. He looked pure. He looked pious. He was aping an Angel (I shrewdly figured this one out). I smirked at him. He nodded in reply to my gesture. Then he suddenly juxtaposed himself with me. I awed at what just happened and soon I found myself at some strange periphery. I could see people abuzz over my head talking my dizziness. I held my head high, gazed at the mob and hampered their awkwardness with my fury. They distributed themselves and left me cuddling my own fury. I stood up, shook off my clothes and started my journey to my college. I was constantly pondering over this whole incident be a dream or a real intrusion of my fate unexpectedly. There was no labyrinth, no 'He', no darkness, nothing. But yes, the only thing which was indeed fruitful was this realization of my desires and the strength to deal with them. I had, then, found me, the real 'me'.
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