Wings Lying Stagnant!
The world feels louder than ever, filled with uncertainty, conflict, and constant change. Every day brings new challenges. People are dying, hurt, and in pain. Conflicts, achievements, and each breaking news item have become our trademarks. We are defined by them. We discuss them. We pity them. And we go on. There’s nothing wrong with it.
The misery deepens when the question of belongingness arises: the phases of life painfully nibbling at your psyche. Thoughts revolve around personal failures, longings, and hope. Something paralyzing enough to numb the affairs of the outside world. Silent struggles follow like a shadow.
The world that lives inside many of us isn’t even a safer place to be: thoughts rising like mist, shaped by opinions, unfulfilled aspirations, and dreams. We process them and we writhe in pain. We lament the past long gone. We dread the future prospects. And we feel more like sandwiched between the two; one saddening, other worrying.
Expectations thrust upon you without your consent weaken........
