This generation for that matter throughout the history of Mankind, this bunch of confident guys rule the world or their own worlds, irrespective from where they started & with what they started.
The whole point of dicusssion is all about the confidence gathered througout the life of a successful person. Yet there are moments in life which make them feel so powerless, so weak.
I happened to feel such kind of moments in my life too infact more than several times. The loneliness always kills when you are really alone, but it buries you when you feel loneliness among the crowd, & it sets you on fire when you are alive and feel lonely among your family & friends! I slept quite early on that night & there was a downpour of heavy rain with full of thunder & lightenings.
The noise of the rain drops fading away, the lightining scenes slowly not visible to my conscious mind, I slept. I see the same same dark pictures in the night. Heavy thunderstorms, the noise of the raindrops clearly audible, as if I am really awake. I see a a man on a scooter, switching off its headlights so that it does not awaken me. He is approaching my room with the intention to steal or to kill. He tried to reduce the noise the scooter is making, so that I can continue sleeping. I am scared. I am all alone. Yes the same loneliness is haunting me even in my dreams.I realize, noone is beside me. I am alone at home. I sense his approach, I can feel his movements through the glass doors in the ligtning background.
Now I am gathering strength & telling myself that I am going to prepare for a fight with him. Alas, I cannot open my eyes they are crushed under the burden of this dream. Scaring me more, I cannot move my hand an inch. I am trying to gather my whole strength,what God has bestowed upon me, just to move my hand by atelast 1 inch. I fail to do that. Finally I want to atleast shout for help, to no avail. I vaguely remember my fight with my own self for 15 min at the door step of death & finally succeed to open my eyes.
A sense of relief about the personal victory of opening my eyes, hearing the sounds again & moving my hand. It was a nightmare. The man was not real, neither his scooter was. I dont know about his intention to steal or kill but what's real is the feeling of my loneliness. My head was heavy, heart was void, soul was empty.All of a sudden my past success, my wealth, my strength, my power seem to be too small infront of this nightmare. I could not sleep for the next one hour thinking, that a nightmare has made me feel so powerless, what about the people who see nightmares in broadday light. It made me ponder for a while, what actually is success & what actually is strength which are relative terms.
Apologies for using the below poster-size portrait of the Afghan Girl without the permission of the photgrapher Steve McCurry,taken in 1984 in an Afghan refugee camp.
Quote:
Her eyes are sea green. They are haunted and haunting, and in them you can read the tragedy of a land drained by war. She became known around National Geographic as the "Afghan girl," and for 17 years no one knew her name.
Her name is Sharbat Gula, and she is Pashtun, that most warlike of Afghan tribes. It is said of the Pashtun that they are only at peace when they are at war, and her eyes—then and now—burn with ferocity. The eyes flash anger.
She cannot understand how her picture has touched so many. She does not know the power of those eyes.
Such knife-thin odds. That she would be alive. That she could be found. That she could endure such loss. Surely, in the face of such bitterness the spirit could atrophy. How, she was asked, had she survived?
The answer came wrapped in unshakable certitude.
"It was," said Sharbat Gula, "the will of God."
Unquote:
In her answer, I got my answer by the time I completed writing this blog.
To read more about Sharbat Gula, visit http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2002/04/afghan-girl/index-text/1
Source: National Geographic website.
Santhosh Kumar
nightmares do exist. i get them sometimes when I am not able to sleep properly. generally i am not able to sleep properly if i have not had a gap of atleast 2 hours between my dinner and going to bed time. overeating. lonliness is dreary, unless you have higher engagement.
ReplyDeleteI know what is loneliness, sometimes responsibilities are the cause of it.
ReplyDeletehmm but i learn one thing from this mere jaise aur bhi hai good one