Chaos in Me

A Story by Neha samant

Sometimes the outward things start creating so much chaos in me that my own existence stat falling apart..
My body, my heart and My mind.. start saprating from each other and create a hate for my own-self.

While this.. they notice something, somewhere which is still quiet & calm.
Far from this noise, this chaos & this hate.

Then The Body said : who are you.. even in this chaos so calm so quiet.

The calmness said : I'm your own soul... which you have been forgotten.

Body : why don't you have any colour or
any shape?

Soul:. I'm not something to be seen,
I'm something to be feel.

Body:. No one ever give value to the unseen. All are hungry of flash or appearance.
Soul:. I know how are all. That's why I always wanna remain like this,
Unseen... Unshaped.. Uncoloured.
All these appearance are just an illusion a mere illusion.
All shapes, all colours all desires will vanish one day but only one thing will remain that's you...who you are not as u look.
Each and every person whom u meet..
Will just look at your appearance ..not the real you.
Who need to be seen..Who want to be seen.. then what is the use of this flashy body? Is not your world full of lust? just lust.
So for me it's good to remain unseen.. because the only thing which I can allow to see me is loosing it's own existence.

Body: what is that? Tell me I will fine it for you.
Soul laughs!! U can't find it. It is something which happens spontaneously.. you can't find it by your own will.

Body:. Can't find... What is that?

Soul:. Love.. and now which is losing itself slowly..slowly.
Which doesn't need any colour or shape to recognize you. It will see who u r..Not the fleshy appearance like others sees..