Day2

Today’s day was quite interesting. I’ll say it has certain twists and turns and for a second it even challenged nothingness it was a beautiful sight to see a man getting energized and focused running derived by the power of purpose.
I saw Kshitij waking up lingering again as I feared he did put his alarm at the stipulated 9.30 but the mind has found a comfort zone of its own. Once I have read somewhere that mind is a very powerful machine and there is a thing called the law of attraction, testing it. It says that if you’ll desire something with all your concentration and focus then there are chances that destiny will drive you to meet it where the same book also suggested that there are two epitomes or rather say windows to encourage that thought.
* First is the morning just after sleep
* Secondly being the night just before sleep
The two fragile windows when your mind is not completely conscious, and it lets the fabled idea to dwell into subconscious the creator of all unseen creations, but I get puzzled seeing Kshitij at both those intervals the one in night where all he used to struggle for is peace.... well I can’t completely blame element x yet once the same man used to sleep after gazing and scrutinizing at the pictures of Zurich extremely vigil and avid just to place his feet’s there. I wonder why apart from all the wonders in the world he just chose it but it seems a comely placid and surreal place like a reality without any void of something that it doesn’t possess. It’s beautiful and in the morning,  he tiffs trying to balance whether to wake early reach early so he could carry his bag and go to the gym in the evening, such a vicious chain I’ll say and secondly there’s a side that says to sleep and rest, simply absorbing the softness of blanket feeling his body pressing mildly on the mattress. It does seem craving and he keeps falling for this trap as it’s been long since he really visited the gym.
Today also he lost the battle and as he woke he decided to call his peer who said and injected a thrill saying there’s a Skype call at 12.30 and the shadow end date is finally being finished today which may mean that from today maybe he could be really divided in a team and be given a real work something to read something to express and finally a sense of purpose... see the guy who woke up at 11.30 was now dressed and all ready to run forgetting all the procrastination all the phony laziness, he was literally running with a pace to smile to put an end to this nothingness.
It’s a wonderful journey and a mix of emotion as it ends, starting by crossing a very busy junction passing and just walking straight till you reach the cosmos mall and there is a catch as now you’ll enter a very strange and dynamic area from the busy city roads my friends now you’re about to see a preserved settlement, you’ll pass it with open sewage, flies roaming and ruling still witnessing children's play and enjoy, you’ll cross two temples whose doors are mostly closed maybe the god has other plans for him evidently, you’ll see two Rottweiler’s lying and huffing with their heavy bellies juggling and then you’ll see hens with long necks, roosters with curly tails and if you managed to pass the completely adulterated odor you’ll meet the mighty lake... come on pass it, keep moving tumble on the rocks, some small, some big don’t let rest your feet,
see the sky reflecting between. Yes, now you have reached the mountain of dump commanded by eagles hovering over the massacre of plastic, battling with sharp winds the mountain grows and it accepts everything. No no no, the journey is not over yet keep walking and yes, the tech park stands there, enter walk show your id a sudden twist and turn and the pearl of the necklace stand there... my calm & decorated tower c.
I was the first to attend the skype call watching my name getting skipped, the shadow end date was just an end of a joke just to be replaced by another joke such a sad end to a hardship worth covering. Again, nothingness won today and talking about element x I guess Kshitij has decided to just let it go he doesn’t ponder about it much he just let it pass and evidently, he has decided not to interfere anymore.
In the morbidness, I saw him writing: -

(From The Protagonist's Pen)

You know change is inevitable sooner or later we all must face it but there’s a thing that comes along with change and it always does the thing called fear our mind our body they both simultaneously despair change, the only reason being the comfort. We always think what’s the problem with this I’m used to it, things are going extremely fine and in all the process we start vouching for the old. Being with it for a period of time our mind has developed a paradigm to deal with it and sooner or later our mind draws models to handle all the flaws, it becomes our day to day necessity, it becomes  a part of our routine and when a force tries to drive and deviate us from there we start resisting unless and until after a period we do accept and built our comfort zone with the new  version obtained. Change is inevitable yet there is a precise moment for change, one just can’t raise his voice and force the unison to develop their mindset like his. Acceptance comes in varied stages first being denial, we try to isolate that person until his idea tries to isolate us. Remember Nikola Tesla, he was a brilliant man and he failed to live his entire life in an art of complete luxury, in the end, he saw downfalls and died as a lonely man feeding his pigeons. Truthfully, he was a man beyond his time he saw a world where wireless transmission of electricity is possible he imagined a tower which will transmit field energy into power, providing free electricity, but do you really think he was successful or even thought of those energy suppliers, the conglomerates.... what would happen to them and maybe a huge creation of unemployment is also possible. No doubt I believe him, and I also think that in coming future it could be a breathtaking revolution, but I don’t see it happening now as we are not ready to endure it.
Cloud technology for example or maybe blockchains these technologies are not a new creation they existed several years ago yet are extremely disruptive but isn’t it that in coming years we have been seeing a rise in them isn’t it that in recent years we have been witnessing people affirming and realizing it. The bandwagon effect says it's right that people follow the crowd being a follower creates a mindset of safety and comfort in our minds we question that all those people must not be wrong maybe there’s something special in this pit and we follow not even realizing where it’s been having us led. The road not taken is a path to change it’s a path of adventure a path to unknown there could be anything at the end a treasure or maybe a hungry lion. Neither I encourage any to follow it yet sometimes it’s the only thing that makes difference. I wonder what if peoples have invested their money in bitcoin instead of gold or fixed deposits I wonder what their lives would have been now, or maybe the road with fresh green leaves is not designed for everyone at first place.
You know when you place a cup of coffee on a table sitting calmly next to a window a slight bit of cream just pours down it always does and, in the end, you’ll find an ever-repeating pattern a circle marking your presence. It’s common for everyone and if you’ll peek closely it fades but doesn’t disappear instantly it stays there gazing out pondering on all the things you just missed that bald eagle catching its fresh fish a child throwing pebbles over it a worker constructing a building and a pair of fine gills and bright fins laying its glistening eggs. Life goes and begins again it's a cycle that repeats and keeps repeating itself.

Taking about circles do the diameter is always fixed

Don’t we all ever wanted to be a small part of something that matters……Something that makes that coffee proud to be served only to us in a well of myriad loneliness.

By- Kshitij Sinha
22/8/2018

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