Be glad
that you don’t have instant manifestation. This buffer of time is really your
friend. It’s your opportunity to observe and to ponder and to visualize, and to
remember. It’s your opportunity to take an Emotional Journey that might be
different from what you’re actually observing.~ Abraham
Before it
could even start, I had a lump in my throat; an imagined one. You know how
memories haunt you, as you lived your life trying to escape the moments which
were only running towards you, following you like ghosts of the past, the past
you never know would turn out on you, only till the time you were in present,
for real.
Experiencing
a vacuum is a phase which many of us have lived and those who have not may wait
for. Life being itself has its ways of helping you experience myriads of
emotions, only if you stay connected to them (myriad: how I love this word). Of
course, vacuum has no air. It makes you feel breathless. You live, only to question. You live, with
anguish that burns through your skin. You live, with your heart that wanders to
a place you’ve never been to. You live and that my dear friends, is the sole
problem! Why? Cause it’s not really a happy place to be in. Yet it’s a place
you ought to be in, in that very
moment.
Having been
in that vacuum before, the memories rushed through the mind, like blood rushes
through the veins, in that fight-or-flight mode. “What if it happens again?”, “This
time I shall definitely get crazy!” Work being the most important part of our
lives makes its presence felt so vividly that you invariably get dependent on
it, not just for income but for time’s
sake too. And there stands the time laughing at you, as you walk past it
hurriedly for the bus to catch, the metro to ride, or the breakfast gulped in
few bites, only to see you walk back with fatigue in your bones and years added
to your soul. For the lives that love their work and consider it a blessing, I
offer my smiles to you, for those who complain, I offer my hand to you, come
along, feel the vacuum, if you must, for it answers those questions you always
ran away from. READ, beckon your soul’s
voice and you shall be freed!
Not having
any work after you have spent your two years of existence, slogging, writhing in
pain, fatigue, exhaustion, can be difficult. Work has a powerful way of taking
your life away from you even as you live each day to work! It’s a mystical
charm that cloaks itself on your life hiding away the true facts, until you see
them in your dreams or feel them as a ‘déjà vu’ or daydreams as you
nonchalantly swift through your daily chores.
This
time, the vacuum beckons me on and off. The grace of words calms me down. Both their
words, are soaked in, one who holds the wand of mighty thoughts and the other
where death does the talking. There is one more writer who needs to be allowed
to enter the doors. His time shall soon come. When will yours?
* read as coated and quoted at once!
Thank you Leo, for the lovely prompt:) Link up at a prompt each day to get your words flowing.
