Abated protocols.

What is it that lays before our eyes, which as an altering curtain so clearly modifies our perspective and makes the world look so distinctly variant from what we one perceived it to be?

It may be the luring force of the charm. That sentiment which is only evident when one simply abates and bypasses every protocol and every socially constructed convention and senses an experience.

Those experiences when reminisced fill ones eyes with the softness and tenderness of all those minuscule elements which comprised such a beautiful reflection. It’s like a mirror where the bad and the ugly is simply not reflected and ones eyes can only conceive the simple understanding of things. The bare naked truth which in those parameters of vision , shall elevate one in an exhilarating perspective of those circumstances.

 Sometimes so blinding that can tear ones arguably biased perception of ‘reality’ and replace it with a temporal dreamy ambience.

Shan’t one though endure and long for such incidents? It would indeed be harsh maintaining a sever cynic from within when such forces attract the mind. There can be no prohibitions there shall only be instincts which shall in outmost refinement give a comforting illation to the bearers though.