...the Guy is chasing me with a brandish sword. I am running with all the energy i have. I am at a speed no less than any athlete running on an Olympic track. I have no clue why is he chasing me. He is swinging the sword.. trying to slaughter me from the back.. i am missing it by few centimeters. I didn't know where am i heading, am just running like that
innocent beggar chased by the stray dogs near my house.. I imagine the whole scene would look like a segment straight out of a movie to the onlookers. I was looking back frequently to make sure that he is not very close to me. But why am i running,
when i don't know if i can escape him? He looks strong enough to chase and get me at some point. The hiss sound made by the sword resonates in my ears, whispering to me "You are finished!!!". Thinking so, should i stop running now and give up? It
will cost my Life. Hundreds of thoughts running on my mind.. i see a collage of umpteen small pictures and film strips running on my mind. I have no time to appreciate them at the moment.
I turned back this time to take a proper look at the Guy's face.. Do i know him ? No, I don't think I have ever met him before. "Who is he?" a question chasing me faster than the guy himself!! "Dhup".. i bruised my foot to the median, that's when i realized i was crossing a main road. I fell on to the median, as if i was falling on my bed after a hard day's work. My face and chest felt the ground.. my head banged to the tree on the median. Its for sure that i would be torn in to pieces by that reckless inhuman. Now its my choice to either turn back and take a look at my own assassination or keep my eyes shut
and say my last prayers. I collected some courage and decided to turn back and take a look at that mercy less wild animal for one last time. There is a cruel smile on his face. Both of us are tired..breathing very hard. He stepped on to my chest with his left leg. There he takes a deep breath, stiffened his fist and lift the sword as high as possible... The sword is now paving through the air between his angry face and my chest..
TiK.. Teek.. Tik.. Teek.. Tik.. Teek !!!! I Stopped the alarm clock besides me... am sitting frozen on my bed, totally blank. My heart is beating faster than usual.. I am hearing voices within me.. One eminent one - "Oops was that a dream ??" That's when my conscious took over and I realized that it was a deadly dream. For a moment i felt that
"Alarm Clock" saved me from some big tragic experience. For the first time i was looking at that "Alarm Clock" with some respect, which would otherwise receive an angry bang on the snooze button. Thirty past six... its getting late for my morning jog, my friends would be waiting for me as usual. Picture of that dreadful ripper is still on my mind, stopping me from my daily chores. For a moment i tried to rehash that virtual incident in thoughts and analyse it for no reason. I am hopping to get rid of it from my memory after that. Well, i was being chased by someone for some reason and i was running to save my
life. But finally could not escape. If i knew that its not easy to escape from him then, why undergo the pain of fear. I should have simply faced him the moment he started chasing me or give up, rather than letting the fear run through me. I am sure that's more painful than the death itself. Honestly speaking, even now if i am chased by someone, i would try to run away from him. Looks like this virtual incident has some thing to teach me.
Let me call the guy chasing me "a big problem" in my life, i have one of the three things to do :
- run away from the problem, just as i did from the ripper.
- get succumbed to it in the very beginning !!
- stand there and face it with courage.
Definitely, running away from the problem will take me no where but just delay the process of getting succumbed to it!! Getting succumbed to a problem is my disability and i cannot help it, but there is no chance of winning here. Standing firmly and facing a problem is the only way to have a chance to win. ( Heroic approach ?? ;-) )
Of course, to win it takes a lot of efforts and many more things but having a chance to win is a prerequisite right ??
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4 comments:
Loey!
I prefer not running, one coz i'm fat, two i dont mind what he does, at max what might he do?? just rip me off right?? Or i may get furiated n may make him run instead of me running!
you said that you need to face the situation n excel in that( might not be the exact words but they mean the same), what will you do facing the situation, then whats the use in it??
Dont take things complicated! Take every dream(if you get any, i hardly get! I sleep well, just like kumbhakarna n you know that) so another solution might be to sleep well to avoid such dreams!!
Keep blogging more frequently! Enjoyyy!
Nice to see a/your comment (infact the only comment till this moment). I felt your comment reveals your personality to a good extent. Following are some of them that i could make out...
* You are frustrated in life (for no reason??).
* Victory/Success means nothing to you.
* Dreams are mere disturbing elements to your sleep.
* Sleep (alone??) means a lot to
you.
Actually i forgot to mention a preface to my story. Now i would like to mention it.. "This post was strictly not meant for the people with such a personality."
Its not the frustration with life! Its frustration with competition! Why the hell should competition be?? Whose hunger does that satiate?? What good does that do??
Victory/Success means nothing to me, neither does Defeat/Failure! They are just states but i consider myself stateless i those terms!
FYI! I dont get dreams neither do i dream abt something!
Yeah! I do sleep a lot!
Even if you say that this post is not for me! I still comment! I dont mind doing that for no reason! Thats how I am!
Though my mother strongly feels that am poor in judging people's personalities.. i can prove her wrong with this 3 on 4 score ;). Its not my usual practice to take things complicated but i felt, at times complicated thinking can result in solutions that simplify complicated living. I appreciate your interest in things that were not meant to you. Keep reading the posts. Happy reading :)
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