My World…

I had always wondered how I had ended up there. Shackled and bound, unable to move. Burden by the iron ball tied across my ankle. It had been the course of actions that I had taken. Maybe the course of path already charted out for me by the all knowing one. When doubt filled my mind about the justifications of events that had crossed my path, faith was something that I was unwilling to give up.
Maybe it was that faith, the unknown bond between me and the universe, that provided me with the power to rise above all those adversities. Just like a phoenix bird, I wanted to purge myself of all the past and rise again from my own ashes as a new soul but yet wise with the lessons of the past. But the wounds of the past were so deep that however healed it was, it still leaves a painful scar. A scar that makes you want to undo your whole life, go back step by step and correct your methods. But again, since the justification of all events in one’s life is not provided, faith was the only way ahead.
Through faith I had realized that perception was more important to move ahead. Just when I realized that the iron chains that earlier bound me had suddenly become lighter, it occurred to me that, it was me who had the power to break free and my all mighty mind was my weapon. They say you can create your own world with your mind. I had decided to try. I had always feared that the logical constraints that the real world presented in front of me could never be overcome. But again, perception defines what’s real and what’s unreal. Today when I have a clearly defined purpose, a strong iron clad will, faith in my own abilities and a prepared mind, I just think I might be able to take over the world. And above all I wish to create my own world this time.