We all are born free. Or so we want to believe. Until one day realization dawns that it may not be entirely true. Few of us question the birth part of the statement? A few question the free part of it. But we do question. And question we must. The issue is not that we do not question. The issue lays in the fact that we ask it very late in our lives. Or, bring up such questions with a person/people in our lives whom we have come to believe are our soulmates. Unfortunately, more often than not, these mates are neither most appropriate nor the most qualified minds to respond to such pertinent questions.
An added complexity in our lives is that not many of us ever find our soulmates. We are in a perpetual hide and seek playground, mostly with our own conventions and beliefs. We have a silhouette of an ideal mate. And this mate has the superpowers to touch souls. Now, either this super-individual never finds us, we find each other but we are in different bodies and cannot have a union or worst of all, we have had that individual in front of us but realize it too late, only when body meets dust and soul becomes white smoke. But we are never sure. For many of us, this game of hide and seek moves to level 2 and converts into a game of snakes and ladder. We meet people who are ladders in our lives lifting us from ignominy into a world of bright lights and we fall into their halo effect. We also come across people who at first seem smooth operators, charming us into a marble wall, eventually stinging deep and swallowing us to throw us back into the dungeons of self-pity and worthlessness. For a while, both these distinct set of people fit into our super-power silhouette. Until, their claws sharpen or the hair gel wears off. But we are still never sure.
In these times of unsurety and self-doubt, we all want to talk. To someone. About something. For a while. At different hours of the day. And we do. We just don't realize it. We all are reaching out to someone. We all are trying hard to find the source of this mindless commotion. Unfortunately, we are not listening to our own self. Just like the so-called soulmate isn't. We stop being our own mates. Whether we agree or not, we all are reaching out and having a conversation, with our own self.
But isn't that a mental health issue? Sitting alone, talking to no one in particular, but your own self? Why are we blabbering and what are we trying to say, with no one listening? And if everyone does this, are we trying to say everyone has a mental issue?
What I am trying to justify is, since everyone does it, it is not a mental issue. It is a live, natural and a very healthy mental phenomenon. It is a superpower that we all possess. Few of us realize it on our own, a few lucky ones among us find a ladder-person who advises/guides us through it. The very rare find the courage to look for an appropriate and qualified person to guide them through this maze of a game. It is a lovely game, no doubt. I love playing it. I invite you.
Lets Jouska.
Kanishka Mallick is an HR professional with over 2 decades of exposure of working with people. He draws most of his life learnings from his boarding school upbringing. He is trying to balance work in life and control life at work.
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