Beyond the hedge.

For one moment I thought I was going to give up everything-my shallow and big dreams. Down at a complete loss, I became quite lunatic and feeble to think that life will always be horrid and cruel, I stood up thinking that life could be better.



I had been traveling along the same path for as long as I can remember. The days went on, dim nights and gray cloud mornings, wishing I had known better than forcing the will to live.


Through the course of this journey, I have met, not plain human beings, but strange human creatures. I had once met beings that are somewhat unpredictable, showing off a misleading façade, deceiving kindness impressed me a lot. All along I’ve been fooled by the wrong creatures, although I often think that I’m the freakier, odd-looking, more of suspicious creature for them. In reality, they were quite an interesting break from the monotony of my customary passages; these creatures allocated fascinating stories, and valuable lessons I would treasure for the rest of my so-called voyage.



These are just subliminal thoughts crammed and persist to play around at the back of my head for quite some time now, and yes, I made myself conscious about it. I fear a lot of things, yet I wanted to indulge. I have realized that dipping your toes will just leave you the feeling of consternation—fear of danger, catastrophes or whatever. But in indulging, you free your soul; hence you free your fears. You clash with the barricaded courage to unleash the enlightenment behind every murky hesitation. You don’t mask your feelings; you yield into the desire of knowing what there is to be known. In indulging, you succumb to the whims of wisdom, of finding out the truth rather than being trapped in qualms and fears. Sure there would be failures and disappointments, but at the very least we can say, we've tried and there's not a reason to feel frail.