MINDRILLA
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| Human mind depicted as a destination in itself |
Once there stood a place called “HUMAN”. Within this place lied a hazy-mazy destination of “MINDRILLA”. None of its residents could decipher the end of this labyrinth. It was formed of zillion twists and turns. Some turns were easy to decipher. One could crack them within seconds, whereas there were some turns that took people an eternity to even get a feel of what they were about and god-forbid if someone lost himself or herself in one of those turns, they literally had to find a way out of hell. Rugged paths mingled with pitch black darkness and topped with unnerving outer sounds, these dreaded paths, the unknown tracks were the ones that not even the most courageous traveler would dare to take. The inhabitants, therefore, considered it better, not to start off on an unknown track.
Outside the walls of this maze, one could listen to a variety of buzzing sounds. Some presumed the sounds were sweet and soothing whereas others presumed that the sounds were jarring and scary. The sounds prevented the residents to even think of getting out, leave aside finding a way out. So, what prevented them to stay inside and in a way suffocate was the mere feel of this place. It made them calculate, decide, analyze and everything that would keep them out of danger but there was no thrill, no fun that would have made them happy.
Happiness was something that the inhabitants had heard of but had no idea of what this thing actually was. So, it so happened that one day that one of the residents dared to explore the very end. So, He walked and walked past all the nooks and crannies and the passages that spanned miles. Even if he reached a dead end, he took a turn hoping that it’ll take it to the ultimate end. The mere process of exploring the way out exhausted him and at one point in time, he was breathless. He immediately wanted to hold back, the very thought of getting out yet, at the back of his mind he was sure that reaching the end would be blissfully satisfying. At that penultimate end, he knew he would attain the freedom that he so desperately needed. Yes! Freedom, this was what he exactly yearned for, even he had to run out of breathing.
