I hear voices.
They constantly occupy my mind.
They fight, one trying to assert his voice over other.
A fight which knows no end,
A fight unheard yet disturbing.
They don't let me be at ease
I crack blatant lies to cover these voices.
I hush them, for I fear the world would not acknowledge them
Their subdued, meek echoes linger afresh,
"Oh, hear us out", they try saying.
I give them a loud banging, enough to drown their gibberish.
I try to make them listen to what I have to say
Their adamant selves find it difficult to comply.
Yet, they somehow seem subdued,
For, they disappear at moments.
I tell them with great compassion,
Voices, please stay by.
But, let me be my own voice first.
And they suddenly cry in unison.
Their task accomplished, they bid me goodbye.
A silence, a pin drop silence
Keeps vibrating.
But, whenever my mind is in chaos, they remember what I had wished for.
They come back to me, and together we form a voice.
I wasn't always who I am today. It took a lot of courage to break past my shell. Oscar Wilde had once stated that knowing what you want to be in life becomes a curse because you invariably become that but not knowing is liberating, there are endless possibilities of who you can become. I too didn't know who I was going to be. Today, I realise it was liberating. I never knew i could find my voice some day. Now that I feel liberated,it becomes difficult to remain confined. We need to grow, evolve into better beings each day. We need to grow past the "checks and balances" of life. I remember Fuller here, Fuller has asked us to be a part of a process of this evolving planet. He wants us to be "verbs" not "nouns"! Here is a tale of an introverted me who knew not what to expect from life . ....... I would talk less at school, not attend socialising events, avoid looking at stranger's eyes while on the road. In short, I wanted to be invisible to t...
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