Dickens once said, “What I won’t give to have flames of meaning burn this darkness of doubt inside me,” oh wait, I said that, made you look didn’t I? We all are strange followers, all of us, ships in a herd waiting for the command of someone we have accepted to guide our fate. We need someone to blame, someone to praise because we are too pathetic and too weak to accept our fate on our own terms.
Why is it that pain leads us towards introspection but joy makes us nothing more than ignorant? One of the hardest thing we ever do is learn to be ourselves. The thing we all are afraid of, a little introspection. Who knows what sort of demons we will find. My pain forced me to take the first step towards my long withdrawn dream. This story is the result of introspection of all my sufferings, I never would have decided to write this one if everything had gone perfectly normal for me. I would have simply lived my life like most of normal people, waking, working and sleeping.
But I don’t. I’ve hated normal. Everyone else around us, men and women, are fighting like hell not to inhale so much normal so they don’t suffocate. Most people are choking on normal. None of us chose to be what we became. When we came into this world, we were full of our innocence, a piece of clay ready to be moulded by the world around us. Every story, every little tale shaped the curvatures of the shape we got.
I’m an introvert, I don’t deny it and I’m definitely not ashamed of it. Why would I be? Just because I don’t understand all your emotions doesn’t means I don’t have them, I just struggle showing then in your acceptable ways. I once read somewhere, “Within each of us exists the basic human need to try to influence the world around us, or, in other words, to be proactive.” This is what distinguishes us from animals: an animal simply acts according to the way it is programmed. An external stimulus triggers a particular reaction. Humans, by contrast, “program” themselves.
How many lives we touched, who will miss us, who will shed a tear on our grave, on our ashes. Some are remembered by many, some by few. We all look at these with our unique views, everyone does that. We just need to learn to look from someone else’s point of view, to understand their world we need to live in their skin.
Heavy, right? I know but events and words like these aren’t uncommon in my sad little life.
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I’m thinking of adding this one to “A Love Story?” Any thoughts?
What a beautiful post. We all strive to be not-normal, that’s true. We wish to be someone who only lives in our heads. If only people could realise the futility of it and started living in the here and now..
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But that is a big, “If only.” 🙂
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Oh true that!
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Wow awesome and you are an awesome being. Really liked it. Keep it up buddy….
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I’m glad my words make you think that. I believe you to be an awesome being too, in case you were wondering. 🙂
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Thanks buddy. 🙃
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Nice thoughts, makes one think beyond the words
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I just try, hopefully someone will implement them, who knows. “The basic need to influence.” 🙂
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Fantastic post and bang on the money with your insights, from a fellow introvert I see myself in a lot of what you post.
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That’s a high praise. I believe your poems to be on another level and if you think that you can find a sense of you in my words, I have to say, I’m quite stoked right now. 🙂
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I’m truly humbled and flattered by your kind words so for that I thank you.
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Awesome post. I think you should keep it on.
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Thanks for the feedback. I truly appreciate it.
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I knew you were. I’m very sure you’re like a man I know. That’s why I follow you.
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A lucky coincidence for me, I guess. 🙂
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I guess? : )))))
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Well, then I’ve to say, it’s a coincidence I’d like to happen everyday.
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Uh huh, no backing out now! ; )
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I wouldn’t want to 🙂
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I meant no taking it back…..just giving you a hard time ; )
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It wasn’t such a complicated statement, after all, I do not get irritated so easily 🙂
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You’re a lucky man!
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Thank you for that. 🙂
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I can’t be objective since I feel I know you already, in another form.
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It’s strange, isn’t it? How we feel connected to someone simply by their words. Generally, We have this tendency to unnecessarily complicate things with this compulsive need to judge someone by their face.
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It is strange but also comforting.
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To you and me, definitely. For others, I don’t know, people generally believe writers are insane people. 🙂
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Well we all live on the same planet, a veritable nuthouse!
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I like that, a veritable nuthouse. 🙂
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☺️
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