Strangled intellect, misty eyes, tortuous days and gloomy nights are the most common complaints of every other person today. The cab driver, who drove me home last night was also a victim of this particular misery.
Rosanna, thirty-two years old, is a child specialist, who make a go of umpteen patients a day, is habituated to vodka tonic. She takes it thick and fast to elope the reality of life. “Hey whiffle-whaffle”; how Rosanna’s husband tease her occasionally.
Ariana, twenty-two years, is a baby sitter at a private school nursery. Despite a big rush of adorable and enjoyable little darlings in her vicinity, she somehow manage to blubber weakly and camouflage her sobs with chuckles and dainty shrieks of the infants around her.
Poor eighteen years old Dexter, who breathed his last in the blue light of the morning, was found dead, locked up in his room. His parents proclaimed that he was a lone wolf who suffered insomnia and was punctual at taking sleeping pills. When his room was further inspected, several paintings on his room’s wall portrayed blank ideas like an animals claw mark, a wolf’s shadow howling at the moon, ink stains, and tangled lines drawn randomly.
Sarah, twenty-eight years old super model and an extremely gorgeous girl. She is young, wild and free; what on this earth is that she can’t do? Her girlfriends envy her elegance and lifestyle remarking that she could be the wildest dream of every existing man. Against curling up with the most strikingly hot men all day long, she undergo wakeful nights and mournful dreams. Even sometimes she just turn on the shower and sit underneath to yowl and curse her life.
Taking a mouthful of my hot chocolate, I commended the refreshing zephyr which ruffled my hair. “How hefty is that mountain”, I wondered observing the robust mountain which was in sight from the balcony of my luxury island residence, and the colossal deep blue sea, extended silver sand of the sea-shore and the substantial sky.
I pondered what makes the mountain, the sea and the mighty sky standout and influential? How do they manage to remain flawless and secure? Even though, we, human beings , are the chief of all the living and non living creatures but still we are fragile, flaw full, sensitive, helpless, pessimist and insecure.
I was so indulged in this thought that the mug slipped off of my hands and broke into uncountable shards. Sod it! How could i get this much careless?. Hey! Its okay. You earn more than enough to buy multitudinous such mugs. You had worked day and night to get up to this point. No heartache about being a bummer. After all you deserve this luxury vacation to be really very lavish and alluring. Cheers gorgeous!! sighs. Yeah okay lets tidy up this expensive vinyl floor now. Instead of panicking and fussing around I just had an intrapersonal communication and consoled myself. Feeling relieved and contented I went to take the shower and relax myself in a warm bubbly bath.
Tucking myself into the cozy bed, I looked at the sky, inescapable from my window, which had shiny holes in it now. The sky which was vivid, blue and flawlessly bright in the morning is now full of lustrous scars and burning piercings making it flaw full but still managing to look divine.
Oh yeah, I shrieked. All the knots in my head were opening one by one. Talk to yourself, cherish your flaws because even the mightiest have bugs and weak spots. If the hulky mountain ever gashes and gets grounded into the small pebbles and stones, it can’t gather itself up again, not even in ages. But a human being can put it together. Just like the bulky gashed mountain, we also shatters into pieces, break down into tears, lose faith in ourselves and even sometime we turns out to be a completely different person but it doesn’t matter as long as we’re breathing. We are a human-being, full of defects and stains. What keeps you going is “will power”.
Yes I can do it, nobody can drag me down,Yeah, I’m not as pretty as she is, so what? every girl is different and beautiful in her own way, what if he leaves me? I’m not a show piece but a real flesh and I don’t need a person who don’t need me either, He/She left me because we weren’t compatible. I’ll find a better companion if it would be in luck. What if i didn’t get this job? At least it isn’t as disrespecting as getting fired later. Cheer up brainy you will kill it next time. What if people talk bad behind my back? None of them are gonna make me the unicorn cupcakes when I’ll be in my golden age.
Cure to the miseries of life such as hyper tension, depression, insecurity, lack of confidence, fear of rejection, weakness, fragility, sensitivity, stress and mourning is intrapersonal communication with a will power and a total control upon your strengths and weaknesses. Your flaws never ever makes you ugly or dejected, in fact they are a whole new perspective. An insight in which either you could know the true version of yours. Otherwise you will get to know the beautiful person you looks like in your flaw full and lonesome version. If not, at least you will assimilate how to get rid of your weaknesses and improve yourself because we never know the worth of the spring until the autumn fades everything away.
So if it happens ever again, just say to yourself; “Hey beautiful! We need to talk”.