The Mind Tree by Tito Rajarshi Mukhopadhyay

Author:Tito Rajarshi Mukhopadhyay
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Skyhorse Publishing, Inc.

A world of such

Cant it be?

With acceptance and love

Not sympathy!

My story could touch

If your heart,

My ‘hope’ would get

The precious reward!

Beyond the Silence

In Somewhere

And let past be buried in its own heaviness as I allow my life to go ahead with time, as I know that it is time alone which will help me move ahead with my biological age.

And I wonder and still I wonder what have the little boy in the past two years achieved after having found himself not as the fragmented body parts, but as a complete self, determined to reach that total completeness which his biological age would let him achieve.

And I wonder and still wonder how to find out what the boy has achieved in the two years which have the memories of some laughter, some disappointment, some hopes and most important of all, some satisfaction.

Yet satisfaction is as momentary as the time and it leads me to keep myself wondering whether or not I am really satisfied. The more I wonder, I get lost in that absolute maze which leads me to every corner of nowhere.

The boy has definitely reached somewhere and I try to come back from that helpless nowhere. Yet the trouble with somewhere is that it is finite. It can be defined and also measured. It cannot be open ended like the infinite nowhere. When you travel through nowhere, and stop at some infinite randomness, you are still at nowhere. This cannot be possible when you are limited to the limit of somewhere. So the boy of my story in the past two years has a finite position watching the hands of the clock move and the pages of the calendar turn.

Still the buried past comes as a ghost of the painful memories to mock the present moment. It is then that somewhere meets nowhere and I lose my much coveted satisfaction making this satisfaction a momentary affair.

And yet living in the past adds to the burden of disparity. So I have to continue my Voice of Silence with my own voice and try my best to bury the past into a self dug grave, so that I can analyse my own self into the exactness of my stand in that place called ‘somewhere’.

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