A young guy was sauntering on the road in the evening. He was a graduate from one of the top technical
One Year Before:
He feels sad sometimes, how this globe is running like same everyday. Same life, no excitement, no progress for most of them, yes though the progress might be for individual but as en masse it seems alike. Same screeching car on the road, bikes, rising buildings, daily routine of family, buying goods, enjoying with friends, watching movies, shopping in the mall etc. He is not able to draw anything new out of it. Adhering to daily life is our necessity but there should be something in addition to that which would disseminate the true value of life. How these people used to enjoy the same routine for whole of the life and die away at the end like no different. He is planning, how to invest his energy, Where to invest. Completely confused, unable to find a way.
He saw the world and experienced it but seems cliché all the time as if God has stopped creating new thing. His creativity has been blunt ? How could it be, when the supremacy will slow down embellishing his grandeur epitome? No, it is vague; he needs to uncover the film on his eyes to see the world optimistically.He is the possibilities of wondrous outcomes. The contents in him is enormous, an opportunity was waiting to explore in him, the hidden and slept energy. Someone needs to ignite the contents.
He followed a meaningless way over his life but each way leads to some kind of successful experiment. The experiment in which, he relates the network of consequences widespread. Normally people look at him as an ordinary human but perhaps there is no any one among them who cares to pay meticulous attention. He performs the process so smoothly without any presumed intention but what draws from them are far more enormous and relevant than any one thinks. The methodology is most of the time opposite, kept him aside always from rest of the world. He knows that he might be no where at the end but the passion to do vigorous always keeps him straight on the track.
I should not say, he will be classified in any group existed on the earth. A new kind of human, who is as if pioneer of future generation. The indication of new age which will evolve in coming history to replace these hackneyed one. A fresh and pristine age will be contrived which will lay down the path of new world, perhaps a dream world that will fantasize everyone to envisage amazing to happen.
To reach up to this level of thinking, he sacrificed a lot in his life, perhaps circumstances want him to shape in that way. He struggled himself like warrior not to bend down when confronted with the grueling challenges but one after another more horrible facts stood with opened mouth in the way. These bombardments of farce made him emotionless like a rock. The consequence became really pathetic, he commanded himself with all. Now sex doesn’t attract him. Girl has no value except being a human. He forgot to distinguish between the opposite sexes. I should not say, he forgot but doesn’t care about those silly matters. He found the equilibrium where there is neutrality. Where there is no wish to go at the other end. He controlled his wishes, desires, dreams, and expectations from others. All sacrifice to achieve one, “kill them if one doesn’t seem to achieve”, was his motto. Leave behind all earthy association which prevents him to kiss his pinnacle. All have been killed. Now he can control himself to complete his mission, to reach at his final destination. Only paramount interest for him is to dig deeper, to devise something which will prove to be a milestone in the history. Such a big dream to nurture !!!
How much should I emphasize, that seemingly simple human who has a beauty of heaven but rarely being noticed in crowd. His mind works in alone. There are two facets of his brain, one that works when he is in the vicinity of society, when he performs the normal duties for his livelihood, and other that works when he is in alone. Here I am talking about the other facet of brain. Well,Please mind that different facets don’t construe as the split personality because split personality is kind of syndrome.
But he is able to use his brain in at least two ways, a kind of natural multiplicity function found in every brain, don’t confuse with parallelism of processing, it is different from that. For example like a computer hardware which is like a black box, an empty space before installing an operating system and once you install it, your hardware functionality multiplies depending upon the number of software you have installed in the OS. It could be interpreted in other way also that empty space can be replace with another advanced operating system erasing the older one and then your system will execute faster, efficiently and in more robust way. So brain is also like a hardware in which different OS and software can be installed as they require in time.
Well now let me resume my attention on him.
He is so concentrated towards inside that outer world seems sometimes falsity. Nothing has left to try which can influence him to enjoy. No way to change as if there has been built a reflecting fortress around him. Extremely calm as he appears to conserved the fire storm floating inside. How much effective is his outer controlled system which has balanced the storming waves inside to remain silent and somber?
He believes in breaking all the rules, ethnicity, and ethics so as to feel free from any kind of bond. Effect has resulted into a man who has become independent of all cohesion.
You know when you live, you can die easy. Analogy is copied; he lived all that was possible up to his strength, feels satisfied, consequence is an independent identity. He doesn’t have the vested interest in repeating the things. Craving for something fresh always elevated him to devise a kind of energizing possibilities leaving behind the average.
My brain stops working when I think about his way of immaculate thinking, his style of synthesis.
At present:
There are so many things to ponder upon but circumstances never spare anyone. I saw him with heavy heart going away. My eyes became tired and he never came back. After one year I was chewing cashew on a piece of paper and my sight transfixed on the headline “Mr. X has met with a car accident”
