Monday, October 12, 2009
I talk to myself.
Now this sounds like an anti climax but it’s true literally. I remember, when I was a little kid, I used to like talking to myself. Talking about oneself and to himself is like two sides of a dice-the remaining four sides are repeated with these two again. I don’t know the inner details of psychology but I can gather my wits fast enough to understand I might look crazy. When you happen to come across a person talking to him/herself, what do you do? You chuckle of course and if by any chance you are with your friends, then the mob factor comes in and you might even make faces at him to have your sadistic laugh. But I believe every one of us, at some point or the other, had talked to him/herself. There is a beautiful world, right inside us which is as imaginative as your dreams, as lovely as your… ok I was about to say ‘wife’ here.
Get my point? Let your thoughts free for a while and you can marvel at the speed by which your thoughts can jump from point to point in fractions of a second. There is a general feeling among us that people who talk to themselves are Mad. By that logic, everyone is mad-the obvious ones are those who get caught. Notice anyone who is driving a two wheeler. Even if he passes by you in a flash, you can notice a slight lip moment on his face even with his eyes, very intense with concentration on road. That’s a synchronization of the conscious and sub conscious world. That person is actually talking to himself, with full realization or not and also simultaneously concentrating on the traffic.
There are disadvantages too. I have heard of people who talk to themselves because they are mentally ill. Well that happens when you don’t have control of your mind-the sub conscious mind takes over your real world in a flash. It’s particularly dangerous when it happens when you are somewhere in a crowd. You suddenly zone out, forget where you are and a separate story track keeps running in your mind-60% of road accidents happen due to this cause.
I have always loved talking to myself whenever I am alone and I find it very refreshing. And there were instances where a different world opens up inside my head and I talk to myself without speaking out loud like those non verbal curses used in harry potter novels. I always had control of these conversations with oneself, so I know I am NOT mad. In fact, most of my blog posts including this one were written in my mind while I was driving. Right from topic to the content and sentence formation, I write everything in my head while driving and thereby composing & posting here is just a formality.
Thoughts are amazing and very original. There is always an element of creativity in our own thoughts. We have an array of creative ideas at our door step and yet we look for inspiration at the most mundane places. I have always tried to remember my dreams-most of them tend to get faded out by the end of the day. I don’t understand the psychology behind these dreams but they always get faded out of head as soon as you wake up. People dream while sleeping and wake up to forget them. But those, few who can remember their dreams, have a library of creative thoughts in his chest.
Ever talked to yourself? Ever got caught and had a sheepish grin on your face? Feel free to share your experiences at the comments section. And yes I repeat or rather I confirm-I am not mad.