A light in the darkness

Today, I will open my conversation with Noel Fielding's quote:  "Reality depresses me, and I need to find fantasy worlds to escape them." We are all in this one or the other day. The real thing makes us mad and overwhelms us. Many times, we find it hard to take and feel we are on the verge of breaking down. Am I right or not? Let me emphasize this with an example. I remember my school days when we had to read a whole book for exams. It was really tiring and stressful. At times, I used to feel that the lives of dogs and cats were much better than mine because they did not have to study. I used to wish I was born like them during my exams. This was my way of running away from reality by fantasizing about my world. So, all the while, I was dreaming of being a dog, which gave me much relaxation over the overwhelming stress that was pressing on me. The main illusion of all these voluntary fantasies is that we are in control of the external event. I think Richard Ricks words ca

Life is full of great surprises. One such surprise is the essence of love. Watching the movies of 1960–1990, the concept of love had always been that goody-goody only. Later on, I realised that love is far more beautiful than all of these. As I moved further and was trying to define what love really means, I happened to read one of the books by Dr. Gary Chapman, "The Five Languages of Love." In this book, his first chapter begins with an old couple who have been divorced and are with another wife, he says. "What happens to love after marriage?" That was probably the most striking question that gave much meaning to what I read in that book. This book helped me a lot to understand love as a gift for others. My meaning for this quest for love was further enhanced as I was reading poem 17 of "Gitanjali." Rabindra Nath Tagore so beautifully opened the poem with these lines: "I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last into his hands." If you