Comfortably Numb

I had encountered numerous occasions, in my short life, when someone would always ask me to talk something and not to be numb like a comatose patient. In the beginning I would just consider their words and try hard to speak something (believe me.. speaking to someone whom I feel uncomfortable is the worst thing to me.. and the comfortable people in my list is too short.. so almost whole population of the universe counts against the meager) but now I just turn deafened ears towards them. Do people understand me? Yes some do. For some, it could be their love possessing their mind trying to activate me. So do I understand? Yes I do to an extent.

Some don’t realize that I am comfortable being numb. They receive a wrong notion that I am pathetic and that I need desperate help. It’s not that. I am damn comfortable here in my shoes and what you are trying to shove into me is what makes me uncomfortable. If I feel like speaking out, I will for sure. I will seek out what I need. I am a Capricorn. That means I am capricious. I am prone to sudden change of mood. From a chatter box to a dumb just by a mere entry of a stranger... this is how it goes...

I came across this piece of marvel while rereading Paulo Coelho's "Like the flowing river". That will speak a lot.Try it. I am going back to my state:)

Because it has lived its life intensely
The parched grass still attracts the gaze of passers-by.
The flowers merely flower,
And they do this as well as they can.
The white lily, blooming unseen in the valley,
Does not need to explain itself to anyone;
It lives merely for beauty.
Men, however, cannot accept that ‘merely’.

If tomatoes wanted to be melons,
They would look completely ridiculous.
I am always amazed
That so many people are concerned
With wanting to be what they are not;
What’s the point of making yourself ridiculous?

You don’t always have to pretend to be strong,
There’s no need to prove all the time that everything is going well,
You shouldn’t be concerned about what other people are thinking,
Cry if you need to,
It’s good to cry out all your tears
(because only then you will be able to smile again)

-Mitsuo Aida

Japanese poet (1924-91)