Solitude- The making of a person

It’s always a mystery! What we are being like and what we actually are may be very different as our inner self is camouflaged with timelessness. These busy lives have snatched from us all our precious possessions, dragging us into temptation of making money.

Hurried lives are a part of this speedy era. No wonder we don’t prefer wasting time over extraneous issues amidst this hectic schedule. Alarms and reminders have become necessities to keep up with time. Family, friends, relatives ought to be put second to work, at times.

That day I hardly took out some time to meet my friend at a coffee shop. I reached there a little before and ordered a hot coffee. Before it reached me, that pleasant aroma danced on my nose tickling my senses. I was lost in myself and then I heard someone speaking to me. There was none beside me. That voice sounded quite familiar. It took some time, to realize that it was me, my inner self.

It started speaking to me as my mirror. It elevated my flaws as much as it did highlight my strengths. It questioned me on my wrong decisions, and warned me against possible pitfalls. It did appreciate a little, but bashed me much more for the way I was not letting my life go hunky-dory. I was listening to a completely different version about me than I knew myself. It was pointing out at every single mistake I made which could have been avoided. And at some point I was unsure if it was talking about me. So was the effect of this mirror voice. Because I never knew I had been so foolish at times. I was ashamed that I knew so little about myself and that I wasn't aware of another ‘me’ in me.

That was a great coffee indeed. I was back home after the small meet we planned. I met my friend after a very long time and we were happy we did. But what made me much happy was the other person whom I never cared to meet, since ages. Myself! I never gave myself enough time to hear to my inner self. All the contradicting opinions I had with my mirror were obvious because I hardly lent it an ear.  

Had I not spent this little time at least now to myself, it’s no wonder that I would be going on in the path I never wanted to be on, and in the way that was never mine. I got to know what I am, and how I need be. True, talking to our inner self is so important, to be sure that we are what we want to be.