Since childhood, i had loved darkness….it must be hard to digest, but it’s indeed true. Making shadow puppets on the walls, even the slightest ray of light seemed a blessing in a dark room. If we close every gadget of ours, the cable, net… there is a sound of silence, which seems so soothing to our ears. Both darkness and silence, are a blessing.Because darkness dims our vision but enhances insight. We can peep inside us, something we never wanna do, something we never are fond of…infact we avoid. Silence, allows our inner-self to speak, the words it has been longing to say out loud, and to me they sound sweet!
Why do we fear our inner-voice, the face of our inner-self? I perceive that we fear to hear lots of bitter sweet truths, and we doubt the true face of ours is quite ugly. We tend to run awa from both of these unacceptable facts. “Our reality can never reach upto our fears” is what we declare to ourselves. Our apprehensions take over our anticipations. We all have alot to run away from,and somewhere in our lives we need to look right into our eyes and say “Look, lets set this straight….this is who i really am.Let’s be thankful it’s not worse. A few botox injections, or else facelifts, otherwise plastic surgeries will definately do!Face the world and start serious restructuring you hear!!!”
Ignoring our hearts and minds is a serious .It disconnects our body from soul, we are less human and cannibal without our thoughts and feelings. The less we listen to our inner voice, the more mistakes we commit, and more wrong decisions we take in life. Life is an opportunity of constant restructuring and refurbishing. A little repair here and there, with something new learnt every time will make a much better person out of us.Listening to the voices from inside will give us inner peace too. Our conscience will always guide us in the right direction, only if we listen to it. Following the right path will eliminate all the mental confusions, worries and frustrations. Life will be more straight and simple, without any burdens or guilt. There will be no discord between our values and actions.
In today’s times, man has no time for himself. Life is full of hustle bustle.Our purpose in life has changed, so has the aims and targets.We are running around gathering money, with no time to spend it.In the midst of all this, taking out time for ourselves will help us recuperate our energies, rectify our actions, and redefine our objectives in life.
The dichotomy of humanity is evident from the indifference today. One group of us humans oppresses, and the other is suppressed, one kills and the other is killed, one has it all and the other is deprived. We have lost our sense and sensibilities.We all are leading lives as heartless, mindless robots, led by our needs and worldly desires.Life is not only the kind we live, it brings hardships for the other which we might never had heard of, because we have lost our sensitivity to detect pain, sorrow and needs of others.This is due to lack of kindness and understanding.Glancing inside us, we can find the lost tender hearts which feel for others.
Reminds me of Simon and Garfunkel’s song “Sounds of Silence”, here’s a dose of it:
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left it’s seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sounds of silence
In restless dreams i walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light i saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People write songs that voiced never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools”, said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that i might teach you
Take my arms that i might reach you”
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out it’s warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls”
And whispered in the sounds of silence
Many interpretations of these lyrics have been given, but my opinion is different. I believe it states that if we don’t listen to our inner voices, our surroundings start influencing our views, and form our opinions according to it’s own hidden reasons.We suddenly start following whatever we are told, or whoever we are told to follow or obey.In short, we are victimised. One such opinion maker, is the media.circulating pre – formulated opinions around on hundreds of newspapers and thousands of televised news channels trap our thoughts into believing something we don’t actually agree with.It seems like a media propaganda to create an army of people who are like – minded and agree with your agendas or motives. In such a situation, being dogmatic is the approach.Gain sometime for your own, and shape up your opinions about various aspects of life which matter and directly influence us.
Life is a serious thing, not a piece of news column or a channel’s news report. Our views have serious implications over a wider perspective, we transform global opinions. We matter, so our opinions should be well – formed in global betterment.
So take a stroll in the park, or a walk in your garden, a jog on the track, or in a darkroom, close your eyes and peep inside….you will find yourself, as I find ‘I’….