A leap into the UNKNOWN

As Leonardo DiCaprio asserts in INCEPTION – “What is the most resilient parasite??...A bacteria…A virus…An intestinal worm??...An idea (resilient and highly contagious)....Once an idea has taken hold of the brain it’s almost impossible to eradicate”. Yesterday I was impinged by such intermittent ideas. They came and hit me like flashes drawing away the consciousness within me. The occasion was that of Holi and Bhang had taken its toll. My mind got clustered with ideas making it feel heavier. It kept switching from one idea to another within the blink of an eye. Fortunately, I found a pen and a piece of paper nearby to jot down the ideas that kept flashing in my brain while I laid still on my bed relishing the moment.

The first thing I noticed was that I couldn’t focus on a single idea. My thoughts were non-linear. It was all hay-wire. I randomly kept alternating among the ideas. It was as if my mind had various sub-faces, each with its unique and radical ideas. These sub-faces were in continuous battle with each other, trying to exert their supremacy over the others. Infact, it was more of a battle between the conscious and the sub-conscious. Standing at the center, I was waiting to be conquered by the mightier of the two. On one side, the conscious mind reminded me not to close my eyes while on the other side, the sub-conscious mind prompted me to do so.

All this while, I was gunning down the ideas that kept generating in my brain. Suddenly my mind became cognizant of something. I oppugned whether am I writing exactly what I am thinking??..In order to cross check, I tried to recapitulate the lines but since I was losing vision at times (bhang effect), I couldn’t read out a single line and quickly conceded the idea. Meanwhile, I was a bit worried whether I would be able to figure out what I wrote the other day. To make the minimum of fuss I started writing in bold, capital letters. Interestingly though, a lot of ideas would recur in my mind but I would write only those that stormed at the end of a previous line. Although my mind kept protesting my efforts of writing, I honestly and whole heartedly stuck to it.

With the time running by, it was getting difficult to keep on writing. My mind and body started to feel a lot heavier. It was getting hard to even keep the eyes open. I was literally in a state where I could dream with my eyes opens. The arduous task of writing was becoming unbearable. All I wanted to do was to close my eyes and sleep. To make matters worse, I was feeling thirsty all the time. I had to keep sipping water after every 10 minutes to keep myself going. Meanwhile, I gave a look around to find that all my accomplices had already gone off to wonderland. I was among the few who still hadn’t retired. The others had succumbed to the decoys of the unconscious mind and had already taken their leap of faith into the unknown. Now, it was my turn and whether I liked it or not I had no other option but to delve into it. So I pulled off a blanket and went onto unravel what was in store for me.