That one thought…

Sometimes, in solitude, when you have nothing to do and your mind just wanders on its own, hidden thoughts creep up on the surface; thoughts buried in the subconscious, under slimy layers of the conscious, since when even you wouldn’t know; unfulfilled desires, whims and fancies, or even cherished moments that were long forgotten.

That is when stirring takes place, of your emotions, your perceptions, your beliefs, your soul, your whole being. If you remember an ugly phase, “Why did it happen?” If you find yourself blissful, “Oh man! I was so lucky! Such happiness I’ve never known!” All the introspection and retrospection transports you into another world, a world known to you, yet mysterious. And the beauty of the mystery is you cannot still fathom it. It leads you down a spiral path, twisting and turning just when you thought you had it straight. You delve deeper and deeper, trying to find a solution to the unending puzzle; yet, as always, it remains an enigma.

And then, contrary to your gradual falling in, you snap out of it, as suddenly as possible. How, or why, the reverie is broken, you do not know; but when it does, common sense takes over, the conscious once again prevails. The softness fades away, taking with it that one moment that you had just relived, and harsh reality blows into your face. Aah! How wonderful it would be to stay entranced by that memory, to keep reliving that one moment, to let the dream world linger on for a few more seconds. How soothing to keep distance from the present for a while, to let the past rise and shine. How beautiful to lose yourself in memories instead of the everyday conundrums. If only that was possible everytime you faced a hard truth, witnessed an ugly tiding, you would be relieved of the gloom. How strange, that even an unhappy memory when remembered becomes a sweet lesson, a minor passing. If only there were memories and dreams all around, life would not be so exacting, and some of the bitterness would be gone. But without sour grapes, would you ever realize the importance of sweet berries? I guess not. And that is the reason, day comes after night and black has white. If you would not live the present moment to its best, how would you create a beautiful memory, a pleasing thought.

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    • Eks
    • November 11th, 2009

    Nidss .. That was soooo beautiful! I loooved how you brought in the positivity at the end .. and yes, I agree .. how will we realise the value of good unless we go through the bad! Very well said .. Brilliant one!

    Keep writing! 🙂

    • nidoo
    • November 11th, 2009

    Thanks Eks! 🙂

    • Verni
    • July 25th, 2010

    Uniquo… this article was filled with not so unique facts , written by a unique person…

    Seriously, this is so true… this is what we do.. or rather say, I do.. most of the times… actually we like living in an unreal world to seek happiness.. from some unreal and fantasized moments…

    Luved the article 🙂

  1. Very thoughtfully written.If one is a day dreamer, thoughts keep juggling around one’s mind everytime. Watching them can be real fun. Keep writting such articles coz they make you think! And thats not easy. well done again. 🙂

    • Abhinav Chandel
    • October 2nd, 2010

    That was great, got a feeling you wrote that while floating into the air. Or i read that and felt like i am floating in air.

    Isn’t that the feeling you get when all those thoughts came to you once you close your eyes, those dreamy effects when you find those intellectual truth or rather say spiritual facts.

    Facts you always ignore but still bounded by them. Facts you don’t see but still revolve around those same spiritual and intellectual facts.

    You, might not understand my comment after reading it, but thats what you said you don’t see everything with open eyes. For once you have to cut off from world, from all you know and care about to seek that feeling. 🙂

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