Waking Up with Random Thoughts

Sushant Thapa

Waking up to the view from my window I recall my sweet memories. Like a rolling stone freedom rolled under my boot heels. My ground of being caught the past. I don’t want to think, just live my life on the beach of summer’s nostalgia. My soulmate has ceased to remain alive like an idea, but like a good writing it keeps adding the layers of feelings and sensations. An image of a soulmate that can possibly hold on to anything new, old or slithering is a golden possession.

At times I am also alone and full of imaginative solitude I am my own friend. My inability to be me is a foe that hinders my full being of me. Playing with some abstraction, I lose the webs of complexity. Let the words be owned, for free. Let the meanings be not known or understood like the complex selfhood. Let time keep ticking and let every new idea strike like the thirteenth hour; the sixth sense is a brimming feeling, rising full up to the brim. What could interdependence teach? Let the lessons of interdependence take to safe harbor of solitude. Deriving meaning is also a part of feeling the intellect. A new dimension to thought is a feeling recollected. Feelings also react and they also take part in the intellectual grasp.

I want to write whatever I can feel. If feelings are lost of words, they would not be as beautiful as a spring that leaves with wishes of recollections. Feelings are like injections, they have sharp traces of colorful recollections. A free soul has a greater space than the wide blue sky. Keeping the flow of life intact, words are like firecrackers, they speak what they mean, they lie with a trace, and that is how they always speak the truth.

Decipher the word, follow a personality. Living with a personality is far beautiful than faith. To understand any life, grab a handful of personality. There is a job for everyone at work. Only a few people develop a personality. You can represent any walk of life, but be a personality and not just a job holder. Writers have a personality, actors have a personality, sportsmen have a personality. The list can go on. Change your hobby or what you like to a personality that everyone can follow and can look up to. Everybody should be writing and creating a new self. Life can reveal stories for those who show some courage. They say life is inevitable like death.

I want to know my unconsciousness; I write with that reason. My writings are stream-of-consciousness. I don’t want to break the flow. I am only conscious to play with my feelings and thoughts. I want to pour imagination. Virginia Woolf in her speech “Professions for Women” has mentioned that she wanted women writers to express what is there in their unconsciousness. Similarly, I believe writing is a free vocation, not any binding and choking art. I am only conscious about my thoughts, feelings and worldview. Rest is all imagination and unconsciousness. I cannot force myself to be too rigid in my writing. And there isn’t any formula chart.

Society must also not make you upset while you are alone. They say: what you do when you are alone, you become that. To enjoy the solitude without any deliberate cause, you need to have an open mind. If a person uses the silence to read, write and contemplate, maybe the person is more arranged psychologically; this idea is not new in the world. It has been already stated. The world will tear you apart, it is going to be tough, but one should have faithful energy in one’s will. Do the task you are set out to do. That is how people have developed success.