The sleepwalkers

“Probably we are pilgrims, moving silently in our sleep…as sleepwalkers- for we are scared and maybe embarrassed by our own awakening….”

 

A bird sings a song because she has a song written in her heart- does she sings it to please the world? Or she sings not knowing why she is singing? Some of us might walk silently like pilgrims walking in their sleep and some of us might find a song in their heart which they will sing whether they are sleep-walking or are awakened… for it’s the song that needs to be sung, and it’s the walk that needs to be walked. And this may be the purpose of every soul who is seeking the source of words that composes the song. Every act in our existence is a manifestation of our seeking…and not knowing about it is the state of sleep many of us enjoy till the moment of awakening. And after that starts the journey to the unknown.


coming back after a brief period of what they call it- a writer’s block the above writeup many might find as a heavy dose of philosophy. And I realize, doesn’t matter if you are a writer officially or unofficially it (writer’s block) can hit anyone who is engaged in any kind of creative practice. And about my words being philosophical, I would just say as we have episodes of writer’s block, the episodes of light-hearted writing or episodes of narration of some experiences…this should also be taken as a variation in the stroke I am trying to make…whatever is inside of me is coming out naturally and least I would do is to make an effort to stop this.


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