Jaanuu
Favoured Frenzy
As I sat there, the waves crashing against the shore, my eyes and attention remained frozen on the serene scene unfolding before me. I find solace in motivating those who suffer, who cry, and who fall. Having experienced the darkness of despair, I know how hard it gets when tears seem endless. Yet, it was in those moments that I discovered my own resilience – just as these waves calm the scorching shore.
My thoughts drifted freely as I sat idle, watching the symphony of sea and waves, or perhaps, the grand play of life. I was in the south part of Goa, on the first leg of my first independent solo trip, feeling elated and carefree. As I glanced at my watch, I realized it was already 6 pm.
Yesterday, I had checked into a luxurious hotel, indulging my desires. I spent the day exploring Goa, but there was still so much to discover. My bucket list remained largely unticked. Tonight, at 7 pm, a grand party was happening near my hotel. I had decided to let loose, drink, and unwind. Excitement took over as I rushed back to my room.
I slipped into a cute, tiny white frock that barely touched my knees, added a bold dark red lipstick, a red nose ring, and earrings. A small red necklace with a heart, a bracelet, and a watch completed my look. With a deep breath, I stepped out, trying to calm my overwhelming mind. I locked my room, hopped on my bike, and rode towards the party.
The ten-minute ride flew by, and I arrived at the location. The party venue, nestled beside the beach, pulsed with colorful lights and energetic beats. The DJ's infectious rhythms transported the crowd to another universe. I was ready to let go and immerse myself in the night.
After several hours of active enjoyment, I felt my energy draining. I walked out to the shore, where I thought I saw someone sitting. "Are you okay?" I asked, but as I glanced again, there was no one there. Suddenly, my eyes were covered in darkness, and I felt myself falling. Maybe the drinks had gotten to me. I was losing consciousness, but just before everything went black, I felt hands holding me closely, preventing my fall.
The next day, I blinked my eyes open as bright sun rays hit me. I woke up, stretched, and realized I was back in my hotel room. I tried to remember the events of the previous night, but my memories were hazy. The only thing I recalled was the sensation of being held closely.
I was getting disturbed by thoughts of the mysterious hands. I gasped, then suddenly thought to check my phone for any new photos. But there were none. Next, I decided to check the CCTV footage near the party area, hoping to find some clues. I rushed to get ready, then ran out of my room, locking the door behind me.
I pleaded with the security personnel to show me the CCTV footage. After some persuasion, they agreed. I scrutinized the footage, searching for any sign of the mysterious hands. But as I watched, I realized there was no one else around me that night. I saw myself falling, but somehow, I had managed to support myself.
This revelation gave me a headache. I started remembering fragments of the previous night. I recalled asking, "Are you okay?" but there was no one there to respond. It was as if I had asked myself that question. I remembered my own response: "I'm okay, perfectly and completely. I'm the happiest and calmest person now."
But then, I recalled another voice – or was it just my own subconscious? "Remember, you changed your ultimate goal from being happy to being alive." I gasped at the memory. "Yeah, I know, but still..." The other voice replied, "You're not just alive; you're thriving."
I revisited my past, remembering the days I felt sad, refrained, and depressed. But then, I saw the days I started loving, motivating, and believing in myself. I opened my eyes, and tears fell as my lips widened into a calm smile. "I won," my heart roared.
With this realization, I felt a sense of liberation, a sense of triumph over my inner demons. I had discovered my own resilience, my own strength. And as I sat there, watching the waves, I knew I was ready for whatever life had in store for me.
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What we all crave is happiness, but this happiness is only achieved through liberation. The actual thing that life seeks is liberation – the liberty to cry, laugh, be anxious, and feel tense. The key to this liberation is self-discovery. It is the best and most powerful way to calm our minds and prevent misery. No one else can motivate, love, or trust us more than ourselves; it's us, and always ourselves.
My thoughts drifted freely as I sat idle, watching the symphony of sea and waves, or perhaps, the grand play of life. I was in the south part of Goa, on the first leg of my first independent solo trip, feeling elated and carefree. As I glanced at my watch, I realized it was already 6 pm.
Yesterday, I had checked into a luxurious hotel, indulging my desires. I spent the day exploring Goa, but there was still so much to discover. My bucket list remained largely unticked. Tonight, at 7 pm, a grand party was happening near my hotel. I had decided to let loose, drink, and unwind. Excitement took over as I rushed back to my room.
I slipped into a cute, tiny white frock that barely touched my knees, added a bold dark red lipstick, a red nose ring, and earrings. A small red necklace with a heart, a bracelet, and a watch completed my look. With a deep breath, I stepped out, trying to calm my overwhelming mind. I locked my room, hopped on my bike, and rode towards the party.
The ten-minute ride flew by, and I arrived at the location. The party venue, nestled beside the beach, pulsed with colorful lights and energetic beats. The DJ's infectious rhythms transported the crowd to another universe. I was ready to let go and immerse myself in the night.
After several hours of active enjoyment, I felt my energy draining. I walked out to the shore, where I thought I saw someone sitting. "Are you okay?" I asked, but as I glanced again, there was no one there. Suddenly, my eyes were covered in darkness, and I felt myself falling. Maybe the drinks had gotten to me. I was losing consciousness, but just before everything went black, I felt hands holding me closely, preventing my fall.
The next day, I blinked my eyes open as bright sun rays hit me. I woke up, stretched, and realized I was back in my hotel room. I tried to remember the events of the previous night, but my memories were hazy. The only thing I recalled was the sensation of being held closely.
I was getting disturbed by thoughts of the mysterious hands. I gasped, then suddenly thought to check my phone for any new photos. But there were none. Next, I decided to check the CCTV footage near the party area, hoping to find some clues. I rushed to get ready, then ran out of my room, locking the door behind me.
I pleaded with the security personnel to show me the CCTV footage. After some persuasion, they agreed. I scrutinized the footage, searching for any sign of the mysterious hands. But as I watched, I realized there was no one else around me that night. I saw myself falling, but somehow, I had managed to support myself.
This revelation gave me a headache. I started remembering fragments of the previous night. I recalled asking, "Are you okay?" but there was no one there to respond. It was as if I had asked myself that question. I remembered my own response: "I'm okay, perfectly and completely. I'm the happiest and calmest person now."
But then, I recalled another voice – or was it just my own subconscious? "Remember, you changed your ultimate goal from being happy to being alive." I gasped at the memory. "Yeah, I know, but still..." The other voice replied, "You're not just alive; you're thriving."
I revisited my past, remembering the days I felt sad, refrained, and depressed. But then, I saw the days I started loving, motivating, and believing in myself. I opened my eyes, and tears fell as my lips widened into a calm smile. "I won," my heart roared.
With this realization, I felt a sense of liberation, a sense of triumph over my inner demons. I had discovered my own resilience, my own strength. And as I sat there, watching the waves, I knew I was ready for whatever life had in store for me.
___________________________________________
What we all crave is happiness, but this happiness is only achieved through liberation. The actual thing that life seeks is liberation – the liberty to cry, laugh, be anxious, and feel tense. The key to this liberation is self-discovery. It is the best and most powerful way to calm our minds and prevent misery. No one else can motivate, love, or trust us more than ourselves; it's us, and always ourselves.
