Sensing Sensitivity

DAY 12/30/12/JUNE/2020 

Sensing Sensitivity

On a lazy Sunday afternoon, with morning better to do I was watching the television, sitting in my favorite relax chair. Watching is an over statement. I was casually and sleepily channel surfing. While doing so I didn't realise exactly at what point I dozed off. I also don't know how long I did so. And at a point, my grip on the remote loosened and it slipped and dropped on the floor making a 'Thadackk' sound. I woke up like a rabbit and started looking for the source of the noise. That is a very delicate stage. You are neither asleep nor awake. You are in your senses but don't feel so. I realised then that the remote has slipped and fallen down. With an effort I bent down and picked it up. I looked at thr tv. It had turned mute. I unmuted it. An advertisement was playing. Just as thr advertisement finished, the movie resumed. At once I recognized the movie. It was Sunny Deol's Arjun. Its one of my favorite movies. I remember this movie for its story and action bit more so there is a memory associated with it. I remember that I had watched this movie as a teenager. In the movie, in one of the scenes, Sunny Deol's best friend Mohan, I still remember the character name, is brutally killed by the goons. And i had cried afyer that scene. I can still fell the emotion. It had felt very bad, as if one of my friends was harmed or lost. I remember, mu grandfather was sitting next to me in the theater. He realized that I was sobbing

He was surprised and asked me the reason for doing so. I innocently told me that its the friend's murder that made me feel bad. Now it was a confession, bit upon doing so people habe a habit of laughing out loud and ridiculing the person. My grandfather also laughed a little and told me that its a movie and its not true. The person is only dead on the screen and not in real life.Of course I knew this. However it was the connect with the whole concept of friendship and realising the value of it. Losing someone dear is so heart wrenching and it shakes something very deeply. 

I loved the sensitive me. I wish all of us could realize, nurture and retain our sensitivity as that is the true element of bonding between humans. We all are one amd connected ik the universe. Afterall we all are descendants of Adam and Eve.

© - Rahul Shinde 12/JUN/2020