RaYa TS: A Perfect World

"No one ever finds life worth living, one has to make it worth living."

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."

Priyanka Mirza, an ordinary looking young lady...un popularly known as Priya...probably in her late 30's, looks through the small aperture...something that she hasn't done since an era or so....to allow the 'Light' make a pave out...she has somehow caged herself...letting despair be her constant companion...she looks above the wide blue yonder...slightly lifting up the curtain...a concrete notion of fear blended with right amount of guilt grasps her mind...she immediately losses the blinds...and returns to her room....Her room? It would be a forceful claim though...she did not earn any space of her own here...in her own house....since her childhood, she was mocked at her yearn to have a separate room...and finally, she was given one after careful consideration...she somehow managed to enjoy her earned freedom negotiating the taunt thrown at her way every now and then...how could she make it clear to all, that it was not a separate room she was wishing for, she was just willing to have a space of her own....the most delicate disorder she had was her limited capacity of communication...she could never express a feeling as easily as easy it was....either she was different....she thought...or the people around her were different...whatever it was, there laid an un-match-able gap between her and her world...a gap not attempted to meet in an initial level, becomes an unparalleled bridge...she learnt to believe soon...what she had failed to discover at that young age was that, since both the parties were approaching the same destination, it had to clash someday!

"The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking."

Struggling with her 'different set of belief', she was somehow managing to grow...but soon she realized that to grow and growing up had not necessarily to be the same thing...being a grown up, she was surrounded by a complete set of family anyone could ask for...maybe she had the family that would perfectly fit into the definition of "happy family", but as her mind was growing too, she soon cognized that her parents did not share the normal bond...or maybe there were lack of attributes that she believed to be normal to boast between a couple...her father was too much into himself that his mind refused to do anything to earn the bread and butter for their family...her mother was too much molded into the common set of faith that all ordinary women are trained to believe in....that the male partner is the God himself...so he was allowed to "miss" some takes.. but where her mother flawed (in Priya's perspective) was that she did not even complaint about her God...to her, her God was perfect! In that hallucination, her mother started to defend her father...both logically and illogically, in times of needs and in times of no need! Rendering help to those who do not need it is like offering whisky to the kids who are unlikely to enjoy it ...with the tag of being a great host! Under the impression of that "great host", her mother had created a bunch of loyal enemies in her inner family circle...who left no loyalty unturned to humiliate Priya's family...

"They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself."

One important thing that Priya could comprehend was that, whatever decision she would take as an individual, that would have an impact as a whole, on herself, her family, her universe! For instance, soon their "society" started praising her mother, for certainly not leaving the conviction on her male God, though she was prized with a flawed God! Priya could clearly see, crown is always guarded by the undeserving participants, and once you have the crown, the lust for that becomes so powerful that you continue leading the mislead! She knew, since the beginning, that the burden of a failure is too heavy to carry, since it was a failure of an old belief, that trust which says "there is a perfect world" ....and the path to that perfect world directs you to your home...when she looked around, she saw, there was another person who also was holding grudges within, he was nurturing a strong bitterness, for not been gifted with a perfect world, that everyone talked about! Priya wanted to go to him and tell him, that lets join hands and create a perfect world together, but he was in such a devastated state to hear anything, after all, he too inherited the same genes as Priya...her younger brother he was! It was in their blood, they personified nothingness, and they wanted to own a magic wand so that they could witness the perfect world without creating it! But there was one thing, that Priya was bestowed or accursed with, the ability so see, the ability to feel enough! And she could clearly see that, her younger sibling was going into astray! Though their problem was almost same, their actions and reactions to the problem vastly differed! Priya raised an assumption as all other youth, that the elder people tend to have solutions to all the difficulties of life, and with that conjecture, she appeared her elder siblings, presenting her views about their little brother....what they concluded was that it is not good for health to feel too much...to attempt to understand too deep! What Priya presumed was, her elder siblings had an amazing quality, they learnt what to grab and what not to...of a situation....they knew, if they wanted, they had the power to frame the wings they needed to fly...Priya amused, fanaticized, and almost escaped to her perfect world, assuming that her prior folks would lift her up with them into her dream world, but she missed to realize that no one can lift you up, until you attempt to lift yourself up!