I was sitting in a rocking chair with a pen and diary in my hand. It creaked as I rocked it back and forth. The room was silent and had a dim oil lamp which accented its decor with a beautiful yellow.Β The room was silent, but my mind was not! In my mind, there was nothing but chaos, uninvited noises and fear. Chaos because of all the time that I had wasted, noises of taunts that came from unmotivated mouths and fear of failure. I sat there silent and allowed my pen to run on the paper, to run far away from whatever I was experiencing.
The last drop of the oil in the lamp crackled as its soul rose up, burning with a bright yellow flame. The insects stayed there, being silent spectators to the departure of their love. The room started loosing its yellow accent as the fire blew out, handing over the throne to the moonlight.
I frowned. I was disappointed. It seemed as though the lamp was mocking my situation and the chore of reigniting the fire was a token of this mockery! I kept my pen and diary on the table, folded my arms and sat there for a while, staring into nothingness.
Drops of water trickled down the faucet. The last flock of birds flew back to their homes. The clock struck ten. The night had just begun its journey to rest in the dawn. I had just begun my journey to thrive in the burning fire of my ambitions. This thought prompted me to jump out of my brief meditation and surrender to the demands of the lamp.
I picked up a match box, some oil and started the fire. At first, it hesitated, as though it feared that it would not be able to fill in the shoes of its predecessor, but then, it chose to embrace its fear rather than fighting back. The fire allowed the fear to fuel its will and burnt even brighter than the one before it. I stood there for a while, with a smile on my face and a hope in my heart. A hope to embrace my fears just like the fire did!
Very precise. Both your blog design and your writings. Very glad to be connected with you mate.π€π€π€ I actually lost in some other realm when reading it. Great. Mesmerizing. Happy blogging. I will start reading your story very soon.π
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Thank you so much Debajit! I am so glad that you like the blog! The fact that it took you to some other realm is the biggest compliment for me as a writer! I hope you like the story too! Happy blogging!
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My pleasure π€
Your style is mesmerizing π€β
We both are in initial stage of blogging but one thing I want to admit that there is lot to learn form you.
I believe we both can enrich each others thoughts through this great connection of blogging world.
HPpy blogging.π
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loved the description and the metaphor and the beautiful link between the fire and fears! very well written and expressed π
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I am so glad that you like the blog Huguetta! Thank you so much for taking the time to read it! Really means a lot!
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My pleasure π
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Hello! The first thing that struck me was that banner image. So welcoming! I look forward to reading more as I hope you do on I Write Her. Thank you for the follow. π
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Hi Susi! Even I love that banner image. Nothing is as beautiful as nature!
You have a wonderful blog. Even I look forward to reading more from you!
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Thank you! I’m glad you like it. π And I look forward to your thoughts. Take care!
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I think our fear of failure comes from our childhood worries about what other people think of us. But you know what? It doesnβt matter what others think of us, if they like us or donβt, if they think weβre smart or stupid. These are childhood fears. As we grow into adulthood, eventually we decide to be true to ourselves, and that the opinions of others are completely irrelevant.
As Socrates said: βTo thine own self be true and thou canβst be false to any man.β Internalize this and stop worrying about anyoneβs judgements but your own.
It works, it really does!
Karen
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Beautifully said Karen! I agree! Almost all the fears and insecurities that our mind harbors are stemmed from the judgmental behavior of the society that we witness as children. These fears crowd our brain making us run out of space for productivity and creativity and thus force us to lead an unsatisfied and unhappy life. The endeavor of winning over these mental blocks is a life-long fight indeed but, I agree, it does become easier as we grow towards maturity and start caring less about the people around and more about the person within!
Thank you so much for stopping by my blog and sharing this here! Really means a lot!
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Nicely written. I will catch up with more as I get time.
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Thank you so much! I am so glad that you like my work! I hope that the rest of the articles meet your expectations!
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I love the way you write. It was like viewing a memory through a pensieve.
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Thank you so much for such a lovely comment! Comments like these motivate me to keep on writing.π Thank you so much Hardik! Thank you so much for stopping by! I am so glad you like my work ππΈ
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This is beautiful!!
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Thank you so much π
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My pleasure! π
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You created a clear place in time with this. This sentence is one that resonated with me and I am thinking will speak to many others as well.
Chaos because of all the time that I had wasted, noises of taunts that came from unmotivated mouths and fear of failure.
Thanks for sharing.
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I agree. The crux of that sentence has always spoken to me, hence it had to make its place into the write-up.
I am so glad you like my work. Thank you so much for reading. β€β€
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Sometimes a writer can project their feelings onto an object for an effect of some kind. In this case, a match!
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That is so true. As writers, we find things and places around us that help us connect to a particular emotion, and then we use the same to convey our message to the readers. Thank you so much for reading. β€
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Reblogged this on worldtraveller70.
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Thank you so much for reblogging. genuinely appreciate it. β€
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Very good post, and the example of the lamp and the Oil is Very, Very good indeed, my Dear Gauri. Kudos indeed. π
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Thank you so much, Sir… so glad you like my work π
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