Daily Prompt: Protest

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Daily Prompt: Protest

Ideas

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Every night when I go to bed I protest against myself. I protest against my inability to take my work seriously. I protest against my carelessness. I protest against my carefree attitude towards life. This routine silent protest is followed by a session of thinking, contemplation and self-reflection.

The night doesn’t end there. After this self-induced reawakening, I start working on panoply of ideas, not on my laptop but in my head. Night is the time when I am most creative. Night is the time when I am free. Night is the time when my mind is unoccupied. To be honest it is difficult for me to sleep at night. Not that I am an insomniac. I enjoy sleeping but I enjoy sleeping late. Mostly after the clock strikes midnight.

I tirelessly evaluate ideas appearing and disappearing in my mind. Interestingly, when  you are in business with ideas it is difficult to keep a track of them. There are moments when a dozen of them would surface simultaneously creating a hullabaloo in your mind, making it extremely difficult  for you to pick – which one to select and which one to eliminate? The problem with an idea is that it is strenuous to retain or express it in its pure form. Ideas are transient, shapeless, and ephemeral. They float, they bloat and transcend. They are formless. Unlike a letter, a word or a sentence, they are not bound by canons. Only the mind that bears an idea can decipher or explain it.

Sometimes they appear in the form of foggy pictures, blurred concepts, and jumbled images. Sometimes in cryptic language; if ever spoken would sound gibberish. You can see them but it is  difficult to translate them into comprehensible words. The funny thing about ideas is that they are beyond your control. Unlike the process of writing in which both mind and hands are constantly in tandem, ideas just tend to generate and regenerate involuntarily.  At times, it becomes difficult to navigate through them. You sometimes even want to escape and take a break from them. The most frustrating characteristic of an idea is that it might cease to exist when in the morning you decide to scribble them down.

Thinking about my ideas, every night before falling asleep I promise myself that tomorrow would be a new day. But when “tomorrow” transforms into “today”, it acquires the attributes of “yesterday”. And again at night, like all other nights I protest against myself.

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27 responses to “Daily Prompt: Protest”

  2. Lovely post, I like the direction you took the prompt, “Protest”. Your phrase, “panoply of ideas” it’s wonderful as is the following part of your conclusion, “But when ‘tomorrow’ transforms into ‘today’, it acquires the attributes of ‘yesterday’.” I can certainly relate to that! Have a terrific evening, enjoy! ~ Mia

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  6. “The problem with an idea is that it is strenuous to retain or express it in its pure form. Ideas are transient, shapeless, and ephemeral. They float, they bloat and transcend. They are formless. Unlike a letter, a word or a sentence, they are not bound by canons. Only the mind that bears an idea can decipher or explain it.”

    Sorry to paste the part of your write up.. But could not stop myself doing it…
    U have expressed what we all experience day in day out … But with perfect choice of words… Ur mind has actually started working in tandem with ur hands.. Kudos my creative gal…
    Btw, I know I m very late in responding to ur post… But compliments should just keep pouring in… Keep it up….

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    • Thanks a zillion darling.. I am so glad you liked it.. I don’t know what to say.. I am just overwhelmed by reading your comment.. and you are not late. You have always encouraged me.. thank you dear for showering your kind appreciation.. means a lot. 😊💛

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  7. Excellent thought and good that you wrote it up.. i remember Franz Kafka’s quote here ‘Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old’
    Looking forward to read more!

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  8. Hey Shweta, thank you for the support you’ve given for my previous blog: Playing with words and I’m coming up with it’s site now expecting the same support. I am working on my new website and coming up readily with it this month. I would be glad if you be my guest writer. You will be given full credits of your work and I’ll send you link showing up your post under your name on my website once I finish setting up my site. My categories are: Short story, poetry, any real life incident or story, technology or lifestyle article. You can mail me at writekavita27@gmail.com if interested. Expecting an early response. Happy new year. Stay blessed. Keep writing. Have a nice day 🙂

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    • Hey Kavita! Happy New Year. It has always has been a pleasure reading your blog. I am glad that you working on your new website. Best wishes for that. I would love to contribute to your blog. Thanks for asking. But I am traveling to India for a month. Won’t be much active during that time..will it be fine if I write something in February? I would drop you a mail soon so that we can be in touch through mail as well. Stay blessed! Cheers to your new venture. 💛

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