Other-worldly

It’s a feeling so unreal that I felt, I am juggling for the right words to do justice to my mind, yet I am comfortable knowing that I am failing to achieve anything nearer to that, may be because some experiences are better left to the cradles of space time, for all complex things do not let themselves unfurl to satisfy the human curiosity.

It was a dream, just before dawn stroke, a little before I could hear the sounds of the birds waking up from their dreams, cooing in unison, apart from the one in my own head. The cursor of my phone beeps for a while after I pause at the end of every sentence, trying in vain to channelize my inner voice that is ruthlessly stubborn and extremely apprehensive of being heard and known by strangers who are not willing to even walk a mile in its shoes to be able to learn how not so worldly its thoughts are.

When fear takes over the mind, we find rationality in the most hideous ways to protect the power that brings no good to the self or others. The social order we are restricted by, the crippling economy we are left to untangle all while preserving our sanity are expectations too unrealistic to fit the imaginations of our minds. Yet we hold on to the most inexplicable things, tight fisted and determined, until we have expended every ounce of our soul trying to rationalize the choices that do not sit well with the conscience, for we know the world will continue without us one day and we may not be fortunate enough to tap into the treasure trove of our not too many lucks and turn our most wishful desires into reality, but what we cannot have in real, we can have it inside our minds that conforms to no boundaries, alive or dead.

Until next time, Readers ❤