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Friday 27 March 2015

THE THEORY OF OUR WORTH



‘But in the end we’re all humans asking ourselves questions that we don’t understand and answers that we don’t want to tell’. 


Did you ever come across a time in your daily life when you think about yourself, yes yourself. Not any random crush, or your zits popping out every other day, or your balding process which is happening faster than apocalypse, or your next shopping strategy,or your next tattoo, or things you jerk off to, or your insanely atrocious and quirky fetishes, or ‘I want to be a flying mutant’ thoughts, or ‘I so want to get high’ thoughts, or ‘this is why I’m broke’ thoughts, or ‘I’ll start from tomorrow’ thoughts and so many other thoughts that everyday boggles and reside in our walnut shaped brain.
 

Well everyone has their own thoughts, where they can discuss their darkest selves to themselves without getting judged. But here I’m talking about thoughts which usually get eaten and sidelined, thoughts about your worth, what you are really worthy of. Your real self. When you go deeper in your thoughts you kind of search for yourself, about your presence in this world. The purpose of your existence, which still demands an answer. Those thoughts which you want to skip for that moment, but you know they'll still haunt you again. They put you in a perpetual low, where sometimes the universal healer ‘music’ fails; because music itself demands an answer and you’re not ready to share these wildest thoughts with anyone.

Controlling the stream of these thoughts is hard. They just flush out from somewhere, leaving us bewildered. These momentous thoughts are asked by our inner self. The self who even we don’t know exist inside us. That inner self demands the reason for its presence inside us. It interrogates us and we deliberately ignore the questions, because we're scared, scared to answer our own self and in order to foil lying we stay silent.
 

Don’t you think we need to answer back our ocean of thoughts? Not to anyone but to ourselves.
There is a reason for our existence. Even a little ant knows its worth, so why don’t we.

I’m not a saint who can question and answer myself. But I know one thing, because we are born as Homo sapiens and not as Macaca fascicularis or Aves or Canis lupus familiaris ( I hate science, but that wont stop me from using it here), we are more worthy. We took more than 6 million years to evolve and these traits which we have developed did not emerge in any one species.
 

So am I resting my case on this conclusion that because we are born from the earth as humans, that’s our biggest reason of existence? And the rest depends upon how we shape ourselves and use the hard work of 6 million years in finding our worthiness. Well actually I’m just confused.
 

But I have something more to say(read write).
 

I like the night time. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars. I watch this one particular star in the sky almost everyday with my friends, a midst all stars it’s the most beautiful one. And somehow watching it everyday since the last two three months it has become symbolic and its existence in the sky has become crucial for us. We see it flaring up, caving in and going out of sight. And sometimes when it gets obscured by clouds it isn't visible at all and then we search for its existence. But then again the next day it is still the brightest star in the sky, flickering and twinkling and proudly flaunting its worth being a star.
 

‘We all are stars’. Someday something will happen to us and we will burst open, just like the stars. We might turn into a supernova. And we’ll actually realize that suddenly we have become more beautiful than we were ever before.
 

We will emit light, yes we will. And in this great great galaxy with millions of stars, we will have our own worth.
 

 Here I will rest my case.
 

So sit back and relax, put your hand firmly on your chest and talk to yourself, tell your inner self that it might rain a few days, cloudy the other, windy and thunderous too. But the sun will be shining for the longest time. And in the night time when it is dark, somewhere in the interstellar space, there is another star in the making.
 

P.S- I would love if you shower some love on my recent poll and give your votes. Looking forward to it.
 

-pratik