El Phocho
My blogs
| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Communications or Media |
| Occupation | Journalist |
| Location | Kolkata, West Bengal, India |
| Introduction | “No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind…” – John Donne (Meditation XVII) Sometimes I feel that life is taking me on a ride that I have no control over. No matter how hard I try, I seem to be unable to cling to even that semblance of control that would make me feel secure and safe. It is like surfing during a tempest, where I began a game, which didn’t remain a game for long. As the sea surged and waves came crashing down on me I felt the cold grasp of fear crushing me from within. Fear of the unknown assaulted me and stripped me of all senses. And then I woke up… or did I fall sleep? It seemed like a ray of light, a piece of dry land that got me steady again…gave me hope. I have tried to negate my own being, I am a selfish creature by nature. Do Donne’s words reflect who I am or am I deluding myself? I escape and I am alive again. I roam free and taste life from this dream where nothing can touch me. What is reality for me now? This ever numbing beauty of nature of the pains of the human existane I must endure? |