King Of The Castle

king of the castle

The human brain is unlike that of other beings, it is created blank, blank as the expression on ur face when you just wake up in the class to the sound of the professor asking you something. A white page if you will, as one grows and goes about life the ink is laid, we start to pick things we like, create our own memories, now the white paper has guidelines to write on, now white is called stripes. These memories that are implanted into us in childhood, act as something close to a tape recorder, these are what people call the prime directives or the morals.

You know this, the annoying voice that keeps bugging you when you are about to eat the chocolate on the

table when no one is looking. This begs for an answer to the question what is wrong? and what is right?

how do you decide on that and where did this voice start, we will get back to that......

As the human brain gets enough of these guidelines, it starts to create its own likes and dislikes, like writing within the lines on the page, I like coffee I don’t like tea, I prefer the traffic to the subway, I love you, I hate you. No matter how much one grows, he cannot draw pictures in the page as it is full of lines, it has to restrict its expressions to fit within them, as one goes about life we make our likes and dislikes so unique that at a point we come to believe that that is our identity. What happens, when you relate yourself so much to a mere qualm that you believe, you are not you if you change your likes and dislikes, we will get back to that later......

Well then, what about the mind that somehow lay low till the point it was able to create its own likes and dislikes? Escaping the imprints of everyone else, which means this mind can show its expressions in pictures drawings and pantings as it has no stripes, how does it react to the seemingly concrete mind sets it sees all around? does it even comprehend what all the fuss about? what happens when such a plain white meets the stripes, someone who is normal and feels, everything with about white is wrong, we will get back to this.......

This is where we get back to all the things........People for the most part are like hmmm lets say paper with lines to write on, these line are formed as imprints from parents or elders helping them to go about life, so this is what defines what is right and wrong in life, write (right) along the line.

So what the society deems to be right is nothing but a mass feeling stereotyped knowledge, much like a mass brain wash, when we grow with such an imprint and start to create our likes and dislikes based on this, we strive to create uniqueness which is as pointless as searching for uniqueness in twins, so we tend to hold on to what we find different the most our likes and dislikes, for we feel that is what makes us what we are, under the guise that we are following rules all that we are doing is, being too scared to change our opinions for the fear of loosing our fake uniqueness.

The person who managed to escape the impressions however, sees through this guise he is ready to change anything on a radical pivot, but what happens when such a formless and shapeless mind meets a person who is of utmost straight lines, and gets the first imprint on it,

The striped paper sees no direction, no meaning and, only chaos in the plainness of the white paper, the sense of understanding needed to achieve a liking for this, lack of almost congenital feature that it sees as ubiquitous as the finger print pushes the striped paper farther away, from the white.

While the plain white sees the true beauty in the stripes, in those white spaces between the lines and realizes that the lines, are mere jail bars and wants to show how beautiful the world without the guidelines is, how free to express it is without the limiting rules. For it knows when the day comes, when the lines fade away, stripes is bound to understand the feelings of the plain white.

What happens if that day does not come, what if stripes is too afraid to let go of the rules that make it feel secure? Does this mean whites free willed mind will now cater to the stereo typed guidelines he always thought were point less, or will the guidelined stripes finally fall in love with the free willed way of life and erase the lines,

While the world roars that the answer is simple as pie, the guidelines are inerasable, but a white paper can always be imprinted. Will he accept it and loose the true uniqueness and become a drop in the ocean or will he try to remain the true ruler of his own life and remain the KING OF THE CASTLE and never the KING OF HEARTS.

Or will the lines finally fade away making this unique love story come true…………….