Epitome of Insane HunchA Chapter by Anantha NarayananA Subjective and Nonsensical IntroductionAn Intro (highly subjective!!!)
When Eyes
Speak- Quite an impossible usage. Is it a perceptive title or
does the title itself speak anything perceivable? Possibly will be a
philosophical taunt, which means, when the two black n white balls, Above Your
Neck (may be blue or brown...again personal!!!), start to produce crystal-clear
or unclear sounds: a murmur, a whisper, a whimper, a moan or groan, or even a
loud natter or chatter, which could convoy that mighty fissure on your face,
usually secured with white strong denticulations (may be yellow or even black...
again subjective!!!) or even further, with an added security of a metallic fence.
But for what? Not anything else other than to boost up the inevitable mission- 'Anthropoid
Obliteration of Surrounding Silence' or in uncomplicated words - 'unbearable
and terrible non-stop talking'. Whatever it is, I somehow feel that our eyes have
a paramount job rather than that of a valve, which permits only one-way
transport; the greeting of reflected luminosity to enable the unique feature of
vision. Our senses give us even the minute updates outside our body. We have
the material to create and articulate thoughts. But most times we only create
and cease articulation or may be our consciousness to live smoothly censors our
thoughts to prevent tensions. Then, is there any difference between the blind and
un-blind? I feel that this power of vision makes us Blind as it only perceives everything
around and remains numb. Our thoughts are filtered, not pure and real. Why
can't we shun this filtering and express as they are? Why can't our eyes
respond directly to what they absorb? Why can't they speak rather than
prompting to speak? So here my eyes intend to Speak from what they see..(purely
subjective) © 2015 Anantha NarayananFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on April 17, 2015 Last Updated on April 18, 2015 AuthorAnantha NarayananBangalore , IndiaAboutWords- For me the mightiest weapon that could create and demolish emotions.. Words stand for my world.. Here I etch some of my thoughts more..Writing
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