Aug 29, 2006
It is not about...
It was ironic. Eyes closed he could see light; as he opened his eyes there was darkness all around accompanied with a frightening, chilling silence. He could hear his breathing. He had that dream again, the Big Dream as he loved to call it. It is said that what you dream is directly proportional to what is cooking in your grey cells whole day. Hmmm… then he must be thinking about it day in and day out. So can it be really called a dream? This world is divided into a dichotomy here; ones who say it is and the other who say it can’t be called a dream. Dreams are also symbolic of the sleeplessness, the insomnia one experiences. He hasn’t had a full night sleep for ages now.
He sits up and starts thinking again, what all he needs to procure to realize his dream. He makes a mental list again on his virtual palimpsest. The task he has done umpteen times.
There are so many things he needs to procure!!! He has stopped laughing as the Dream always eludes him. His basic instincts have also diminished. He again lies down trying to give the so needed rest to his body muscles. His mind still wanders, pondering on his elusive dream that he has been chasing.
He wonders, is his dream worth the hardships that he going through? Are his hardships for real? He is doing nothing but think or rather crib, that he needs this or that to realize his dream. Doing Nothing!!! It sends a chill down his spine. His inability, to procure things that will facilitate easier realization of his dream, is rendering him into a state where he is doing NOTHING, waiting for a miracle so that he gets what he needs. But then, he contemplates this idea again today. The syzygy of events around him made him rethink. Why can’t he stop doing nothing? Why should he wait for that miracle? There can be other ways to start off the solution to his problem. They might look tedious but nevertheless there will no stagnation!!! The oxidation of the brain metal will stop, opening up new doors and new tangents of thought… Yes, it is not about…
As this minute hint of the total realization hit him, he plunged into a beautiful deep sleep like never before….
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2 comments:
I could find real depth in words.. there was no shallow thinking involved here… is what I feel!!!
The oxidation is a process which is very very necessary for the brain… unless you want to die at 24…
And for this oxidation – the oxygen has to be fed continuously… Dreams are those molecules of oxygen….
As long as the dream is there… oxygen is there…effort is there… aim is there…
Ok. Now what if u don’t achieve the dream.. this thought is the so called carbon dioxide.. the deoxidizer.. kills the brain.. so let the CO 2 out and O 2 in…
And thanks.. there was lot of CO 2 gathering inside me from some days.. this blog will help to rethink and remove the dirty black Carbon part…
Imitating you..
My fav line : They might look tedious but nevertheless there will no stagnation!!!
@Deepa:
Thanks for that comment!! I am really thrilled that my blog could solve some questions...
@Sid:
The interpretation of the oxidation in the blog by you is beautiful!!!!Its really awesome…
But why I kept it in the blog? When metal is oxidized it gets rusted…
So when I said, it will not be, I meant the subject's thoughts will no longer just be mere big thoughts but will be put into action!!!!
One more point, I have mentioned about the dichotomy that exists…
I have used both views in the blog… When I want I call it a dream and otherwise when I don’t want…
I don’t want to call it a dream sometimes becoz people dream and then forget it!!! It shudn’t be like that.
Okay we may not realize it, the fear of this, ya you are right that is the CO2… but we also need to do something about the “Dream” right???
Something proactively rather than just dreaming!!!
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