I DREAMT WITH OPEN EYES.....

Whatever it was, it was certainly not less than dream. For a few minutes, I lived a life where there is absolutely no permission to monotony, where there is immense happiness, immense pleasure and a whole lot scope to better yourself. I, for brief few moments I detached myself from where I am and went to a place that was always mine, will always be mine, MY ROOM. Yeah! My very own room at my very own home…

I imagined/ dreamt myself bettering my room every single moment I stood there and with whomsoever I stood there, I researched and worked my way out to paint the walls of my room all by myself and it was probably not in one go, I did this step by step, slowly. The process was not just a normal way people go about painting walls but I did it in a more comprehensive and in a more creative manner.  Say for instance, I made a hand (all in 3D), a beautiful hand which held my guitar while it was hung on a nail (the hand was made in a way that it completely made the nail invisible).

And it was not all just creativity. For instance, there are petty things that are not there and in this partially vivid dream, I filled my room with those. I gave my cupboard/s a lock, removed unnecessary items which populated my room for no reason. I cleaned every nook and cranny of my room systematically.

I also a felt  a presence of people of varied ages who indeed wanted to help me. They were PEOPLE/ COMPANINONS AND FRIENDS WHO THOUGHT AND SHARED THE SAME MIND AS I. They were simple, unbiased, vibrant, open, fun loving, people I wish to be with, people I could connect to, people who mesmerised me to believe that yes! I feel exactly as you do, people who were likable.

I perfumed my room with a soothing room freshener. I made that room completely mine and slowly and steadily transformed it the way I wanted it to be. There were certain things that were very vivid, things that I could see myself doing but  there were things, which I am sure are awesome but they were misty  and they would possibly won’t come to the scene unless this dream, A DREAM I DREAMT WITH OPEN EYES  comes to reality.

For the very first time, for few moments/minutes, I encountered bliss, I encountered happiness. I won’t say that the room I imagined, my room that I imagined was the most luxurious one, but whatever it was it gave me immense happiness, pleasure and accomplishment. It gave me a reason to live A LIVELY LIFE

AMY-THE ROCKSTAR

There is no denying the fact that all of us have passions. We are passionate about something or the other but there is even no denying the fact that at some point of time, most of us have to give up on our passions and take up things that we might not like, just so that we can make the lives of people around us better. My story is just a little more animated representation of what many of us go through when we are forced to give up upon what we love doing the most. This is my take on what happens when someone’s personality is taken away. 

In an office cabin, a man (30 years old, slight paunch, disheveled hair, sleeves up, totally wrecked) is leaning on his desk with a coffee in one hand and cigarette in the other. He’s all sweaty instead of the Air Conditioner in the room. His head is down and there is dim light in the cabin (constant sound of howling, taunting, screaming can be heard in the background. It’s as if someone’s giving constant ultimatum of all sorts could be felt haunting his head).

He closes his eyes and he is taken some 8 years back, when he was a young energetic muscular lad, these instances are still blurry (in this blurry scene there’s a guitar that’s playing some heavy passionate music as if some heavy weight champion is going to arrive and it’s a scene where only the lower part of the character is visible, the character’s wearing a rough jeans and sharp boots). As he’s reminded of this scene there’s a smirk across his face, there’s a transition from the slight smile to something more intense when he goes 4 years back and there’s again sound of scolding by his mother, and a lot of explaining by a male voice (probably father.

Suddenly his cabin’s door is banged open and a middle aged man enters and starts shouting:

Boss:  “Get one thing straight and clear … if, you don’t give me my targets, I’ll dart your ass off !”. (There is a slow motion and all the gestures and whatever the boss is saying appears in that form) during all this Amy has kept his head down, he slowly raises his head. A light shade of his face is in the dark and the latter has brightness.

He then smirks like a ruthless devil. The boss is slightly scared and confused. He’s quite startled at this gesture of his subordinate.

Boss: “I’mmm… aaaa.. giving you an ultimatum .. ok?” (while he speaks Amy slowly advances  towards his boss and holds the cigarette in between his  thumb and the index finger), he then smokes a puff at his boss and throws his cigarette that lands on the “TARGET SHEET” and he then says  with a smirk “you’re fired ….hahahaha”

Suddenly there’s voice from behind

Boss: “What are you thinking you dumb fool? … 2 days or you’re putting down your papers  (his phone rings and he says , oh! Yes sir, it’ll be done) and as he moves out he symbols two days and my eyes are on you!!!   The same target sheet is seen brushing of the ash from his shoulders and it mocks the same expression of his boss at him. Amy is left with acidic tears in eyes and he unwilling marks his way towards a pile of files which were slammed on his table.

POSITIVITY FROM THE PAST

Think big and positive,

be the murderer of murderous thoughts,

Combine your soul with enthusiasm,

bury sarcasm in lava gritted "volcanic slots".

Even when thorny thoughts fumble you down,

Only confidence can give
consider them as a good omen, heading you towards a crown.

"Jitters in spine" signify your perfection unsure,
 it is though an unsaid remedial cure.

So strive hard for your goal, don't let destiny defeat you,

work past your fears and get through.

AESTHETICS

When eyes confer the title of beauty onto a scenario and an approximate or exact perfection persists, the phenomena of aesthetics comes into being. Aesthetics magnify the perception of looking at things to such an extent that if considered on a positive note a person appreciates even the minutest part of a composition. For a person who’s observant, has an eye for judging things at a micro or at a macro level and most importantly loves the world around, aesthetics knowingly or unknowingly resides. It’s more of natural phenomena than theoretical explanation.

The principle of aesthetics resides in every element of the universe and it’s attainable by everyone around but to be able to comprehend the beauty of something is sometimes beyond imagination. Sometimes it naturally occurs even in the most intricate sites and attracts an individual but when asked to narrate, a person becomes spellbound for the simple reason that certain things even if they’re beautiful are hard to explain; only people who frequently come across such complexities can explain what they actually have witnessed.

For instance let’s take into consideration a scene where there’s a table on which there’s an earthen pot, a nominal pot with not much textures or intricacies hovering on it, a glass with water is kept aside, there’s a window with simple curtains that partly fall and subtle sun rays illuminating the glass with water, the pot, the sun, and the curtain. If you ask a person with minimal artistic or no artistic sense to comment on the existent situation , a probable reply would be “what’s so special, three nominal objects that one perceives almost regularly and even ignores…” but when you ask a painter or  a  photography or an equivalent individual the reply would be “ interesting!!! The sun rays would spectacularly illuminate all the three objects in a gradation, depending on the direction the degree of light falling on all the three objects could be photogenic/ worth painting and placing them in a certain order would make a great composition. . ”

The world is getting more and more polluted by the moment, and it would rather become suffocating if our eyes would just narrate what polluted and smelly elements that it attained to our mind, there are sites or scenarios that are refreshing and refrain or block unnecessary stress and  As mentioned earlier anyone in this world has the capacity to appreciate the beauty and freshness that is seen around but only people who take time to keenly observe what they see can comprehend and to do that. We need to see things in various dimensions as a camera does, when we’ll do that we’ll be able to extract even the most hidden aspects of what we actually had seen. Believe there’s a lot depth and realism in what we see daily and it’s moreover so interesting that we can easily deviate our minds from stress to trance, from hell to heaven …