In the awe of this seemingly
eternal tenacious spell of my life where in the first place I feel more than
comfortably warm in my own self assuring disguise and fretfully restless in the
other at the same time, I try to revisit where it all started. Before the time it all started I was living in
a completely different emotional ambiance comprising of idiotic endeavors of
restitutions meant to be candid to my true self, overtly ambitious and
vigorously anti-metarule, yet found myself deeply dissatisfied. Often I found
myself fulfilling inane necessities of an inquisitive yet vacuous mind, and
this I wore upon myself so religiously that it had begun to be my identity just
around the time I was shaken from what I call now, a period of forgettable
trance. This is little like a biographical
account of reformation.
When I woke my eyes and mind open
from this trance, I slowly, unintentionally was entering a premises governed by a very different mind. A mind
which held no complexities unlike mine. A mind simple beautiful and sad. A mind which had different ambitions.
Ambitions which look very easy to shape but are far more challenging and asking
than mine on human front. They asked companionship, they asked long journeys to
be taken. They laid down unostentatious demands to be successful as a human. I
was introduced to the world of peace.
It provoked in me a desire to be
that beautiful, to be that forgiving or simply said as good. I wasn't drawn in
forced by anything but those desires. Still the sense of dissatisfaction and
restlessness won't go. A strong feeling had set its roots very strongly in my
heart. Having lead a life in reclusion from any such force made me wait and
wonder. Those were the times when I had nothing in my mind but to solve that
puzzle. I asked myself of what the life expects my next step to be.
All this while my amazement kept
changing alluring attires. I was being guided but didn't realize that I was. I
could feel the metamorphosis but was blinded off its target. Each night when I
would talk to myself and seek help from the innermost introspections I would
get clues to the puzzle. When the clouds of clues were full, it rained in a
dream and has been raining ever since. I discovered love and I love every
moment of the deep satisfaction it gives me in the shapes of my new ambitions.
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