The voice within...
Do you have a still small voice inside you?
I bet I have one. No I am not really talking about conscience that stops you from doing wrong or so. I am just talking about that voice that you keeps talking to you all the time. Maybe I am the only one who has voices inside my head.
The voice that tells you to change to a faster moving line to a ticket window. Then the same voice rebukes you for changing lines because your previous line is moving faster now.
When you see a man bathing in the sea water, this is the voice that tells you how blessed you are to have running hot water back home all the time.
When you see a couple walking hand in hand, lost in eachother, you smile to yourself and the voice makes you thank God for creating love that does make the world go around for some very blessed people.
When you are rushing off to a meeting and your car stops at a signal, you see college kids, with their low slung bags going about life with absolutely no worries. The voice tells you , those were the days. You sigh, smile to yourself. The signal has turned green. Time to go.
Himesh Rehammiya and Rakhi sawant are playing on the radio. Out of nowhere a Lucky Ali song comes on. The voice tells you, this dude is just divine and you don’t curse the radio anymore.
When the smell of wet earth after the first rains fills your lungs and the voice says, God should open a deo factory. He would run axe outta business in no time.
When you see a toddler trying to sail paper boats in a puddle, the voice tells you that innocence is still alive in times of Ipods and Xbox.
You are batting on 41. 9 runs to go for your half century. Suddenly a bouncer comes out of no where.and gets you on your bottom hand. This is the voice that tells you to stand your ground. Don’t lose any psychological ground. Stand there and stand firm. 3 overs later you are still around with 54 n.o.
Its time to argue again. You say something. Your friend throws one back and the volley continues. Suddenly you lose your cool completely and say something. You say and realise you shouldn’t have said it. You feel like crap for the ensuing seconds. Your friend has a look of disbelief on his face. How you could you say that? You are asking the same question to yourself. Your voice tells you, its time to apologise. You were unfair. The argument became unfair. You crossed your limits. It no more remains about whether or not you prove your point. Just say sorry. You were wrong. You apologise. And hope things remain the same. Sometimes they don’t.
Listen to your voice. It speaks volumes if you pay attention.
I bet I have one. No I am not really talking about conscience that stops you from doing wrong or so. I am just talking about that voice that you keeps talking to you all the time. Maybe I am the only one who has voices inside my head.
The voice that tells you to change to a faster moving line to a ticket window. Then the same voice rebukes you for changing lines because your previous line is moving faster now.
When you see a man bathing in the sea water, this is the voice that tells you how blessed you are to have running hot water back home all the time.
When you see a couple walking hand in hand, lost in eachother, you smile to yourself and the voice makes you thank God for creating love that does make the world go around for some very blessed people.
When you are rushing off to a meeting and your car stops at a signal, you see college kids, with their low slung bags going about life with absolutely no worries. The voice tells you , those were the days. You sigh, smile to yourself. The signal has turned green. Time to go.
Himesh Rehammiya and Rakhi sawant are playing on the radio. Out of nowhere a Lucky Ali song comes on. The voice tells you, this dude is just divine and you don’t curse the radio anymore.
When the smell of wet earth after the first rains fills your lungs and the voice says, God should open a deo factory. He would run axe outta business in no time.
When you see a toddler trying to sail paper boats in a puddle, the voice tells you that innocence is still alive in times of Ipods and Xbox.
You are batting on 41. 9 runs to go for your half century. Suddenly a bouncer comes out of no where.and gets you on your bottom hand. This is the voice that tells you to stand your ground. Don’t lose any psychological ground. Stand there and stand firm. 3 overs later you are still around with 54 n.o.
Its time to argue again. You say something. Your friend throws one back and the volley continues. Suddenly you lose your cool completely and say something. You say and realise you shouldn’t have said it. You feel like crap for the ensuing seconds. Your friend has a look of disbelief on his face. How you could you say that? You are asking the same question to yourself. Your voice tells you, its time to apologise. You were unfair. The argument became unfair. You crossed your limits. It no more remains about whether or not you prove your point. Just say sorry. You were wrong. You apologise. And hope things remain the same. Sometimes they don’t.
Listen to your voice. It speaks volumes if you pay attention.
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