what are u thinking?

The trip home, using the common mode of transport known, has been an interesting one. At a certain distance which one crosses everyday. he finds something peculiar on his way. He observed that the region is cut-off of electricity. The darkness has embraced the 3-dimensional space, revealing another world that co-exists with the living world but renders only for the eyes of the beholder when he wishes to see and realize the existence of such a world - that makes the unstoppable time pause a while. As long as the electricity is out and as long as one wishes to stay which, inevitably, is in the hands of the person that drives the mode of transport.

The ceiling fan revolves, the idiot box spits out arbit words, the tired soul rests itself on the soft mattress. The eyes stare at the blank roof for as long as there is energy to keep its activity alive and running. The eyes decide to shut for a short while. The entire world appears to converge onto the box - frame by frame. The frames are moving at an unimaginable speed, impersonating real time scenario. The sound which accompany the mobile frames emit from the speakers, travels through air and strike the ear drums, reverberates. Its never made any sense. How different would it be today? The sound of silence is what is respected and absorbed.

The soft cushion absorbs the negative energy from the worn out body. The cerebrum is shadowed with dark clouds, clouds that mean no harm, perhaps, no purpose, no intention. The absorption allows the soul to plug-in to another world. A world defined by rules. Rules set by the species plugged-in. A world where rules are not meant to be broken but its existence defined by a purpose. A purpose very well understood and given shape. Imagination - not merely a word but that transcends the boundaries set in the real world. A world without language or any mode that presents mode for understanding. A world where one has to be self and an existence of an unseen bond between the environment and self. An understanding which does not require a sign language or an utterance of a single word. A perpetual harmony found without even having a thought for searching for one. Who wants real world? Break the shackles of reality, acceptance of everyday affair, traditions, responsibilities, monotonous existence and human attributes that fuel these. Stretch - beyond the known limits of existence. Rules that allow you to jump from mountains -arms wide stretched, pierce through the clouds and lets you land unharmed - you knowing this before you took that jump. Imagination crossing boundaries ever known. let it see. let it feel. Rules that defy existence, rules which hold meaning only for you. Get lost in the unknown. Let it absorb the fear of something going wrong after a prolonged good time. Fear of bad times to come after the bad times that you have faced. Of the fact that you have been convincing yourself- that good times roll after bad times. A perpetual craving to the right to be in the world you belong to. Not that you feel left out by this world but that you want to stay away from the world of realities.

The eyes open to find the roof in front. Realization of the real world cannot be evaded no matter how much you crave for another world. your world. Natures' rule does not grant you that but interestingly lets you imagine it.


PS: Am I in trance?