Inspiration

Inspiration
The story continues.The morning arose.

Early morning, 4 Am,

the morning came.

How could it be that the person who wanted to leave The City of Joy in an instant to travel to The City of Dreams to fulfil his own dreams change his mind, as the morning came?

For the day earlier, he had been persecuted by all .In short people had a problem with him. The reason being unclear to all. What sprung up along the way was that great fortune awaited and a scheme must definitely lie behind the mysterious veil of secrecy that always lied. Sadly in this case, no scheme ever lied. His heart was true, yet people wanted to believe that it wasn’t. Why? Lied the question, for he hadn’t done them any wrong. Mysterious, it seemed to him. For he was taking everybody’s hate, without reason.

He pondered for a while, for whatever mattered true, would always come true. Unaware of the world, word had come up that it was all politics and show. That anybody who gives inspiration just for the sake of it, could never ever be true. This was what was bewildering to him. For he had never seen such a reaction before.

For every inspiration he gave,

the world bestowed more and more hate.

He couldn’t fathom in all the world,Why

So he went to music, and got inspired in its world. It showed him not to back down, muster all the misunderstanding, confusion and hate and ponder ever deep down. For in this world, people had lost something. He couldn’t understand what. Could it be faith? Could it be that people had forgotten to strive for excellence? Could it be that people along the way had gotten lost into their small worlds rather than opening up their minds to the possibility of thinking outside the box?

Questions lingered amongst thoughts.

Thoughts lingered amongst questions.

For he had seen

A drastic change

Another question arose, what to do? Hate the world for hating, or love the world for hating and show that it can be loved back. Once this solution arose, it was a never look back. :)

Yet hurdles after hurdles

He finished where he started

And the question arose

The City of Joy vs The City of Dreams

The City of Joy no longer gave him joy,

But inspired him to follow his dream

And showed him the way to

The City of Dreams
Yet somehow, a feeling still lingered. That he was quitting on this world. Running away, far away to erase words like embarrassment, attitude and arrogance from his list. In short, he was quitting on himself to run away. Sadly, in order to fulfil his dreams, he would have to go away, but every story has a twist, haha,

A few hurdles still had to be passed.

And Realization was thus :

All one ever needs

To prove oneself in this world

Is to prove

To oneself and not the world.

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Karan Joseph Raghavan