Something that makes all of us pause and ponder and
sometimes wonder is our inner voice. At times so loud that the whole world
hears out, in the form of art, literature, movie, music etc, sometimes it’s so
gentle and let out as a tear and most times unheard off or rather suppressed.
I keep thinking why do I write this blog and what made be
call it valai oosai. Many I times it’s just a sudden outburst of thoughts that
are so difficult to let go. They haunt me unless I express them and pour my
heart out. Sometimes it’s more meaningful and emotional than my many real loud words
and heated arguments.
It’s my on the go legal adviser, all times tricking my brain.
It’s the no Wi-Fi Google that makes understand any understandable life situations. The gentle
push which spreads my wings and the gentle pull that keeps me grounded. The
inner voice, that all of hear atleast at point of time in life (For me at most times)
is so magical that it helps us forgive ourselves, discover ourselves and make
choice and helps us make peace with ourselves. This constant running commentary
helps make decisions and vent out. What would life be without this inner voice
and Valai without valai oosai. The only
match for my extravagant communication skill is my inner voice.
The most underrated psychotherapist that keeps the brain
going and the heart ticking and life kicking awesome is this good old damn
inner voice. An ode to my intuitions, that see my dreams even when I am awake,
like real wide awake, blank and clueless.
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