Mental detox
He was telling me the story about how the world was
conquered by good energy and still there are places for people who did the good
deeds, not the ones for themselves but others too. My mind had lost track
amidst the story and began to wonder why they put these extra coffee beans on
the side plate of espresso. Nobody would want their coffee bitter than this. And
then the bitter taste of the sip of coffee which I had gulped a couple of 10
seconds back began to irritate my tongue. I had this tingly feeling and I wasn’t
sure if those were the words in my head or the coffee in the cup. I was
beginning to hear words, losing all the interest in the ever-growing
surrounding which was blossoming with people entering and exiting the main
entrance and I was deep into my head hadn’t it been for someone who wanted the
extra chair where my bag was placed.
It was black for a moment. I was so pre occupied to my
thoughts, that I forgot to breathe and a sense of hypoxia, which may be due to
the chain of cigarette I had puffed earlier in that day and *sigh* I took three
deep breaths and let it all go and tried to listen to the words of wisdom as
they bestowed upon me.
“You see.” He was going on “You’re a tree. And whatever the
situation be, you’ll be growing, you’ll be expanding your horizon and your
roots will grow too, it won’t be visible but it’s true and you’ll give fruits
one day.”
“Yeah! But however the tree might grow but an Apple tree
will always be an apple tree and remember however good apple is for human
health, For Adam and eve-it was poison.”
“Yeah.. Ofc it’s foolish of you to expect an apple tree to
give banana. You want a banana, go to a banana tree.”
The conversation had let its track out of what I had
planned. There were deeper thoughts going on my mind and as a guruji once said
I thought to myself “Fuck this shit!” as
I knew, in this modern day where through technology I could have a banana or an
apple delivered my home through internet, all I needed to do was to limit my
exposure to the lives of these many people whose idea of social interaction is
not to understand what the other person is saying but to wait to tell what
similar or unrelated has happened to them and to cast a shadow of a portrait of
their life on others. Maybe that way I’ll have something good to think about.
Maybe, or maybe my thoughts will disappear. It’s all upon me, but a couple of
days already to this activity and it has been two good days with no regrets.
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