Some of the best moments in lives are those that shake you completely. The ability to get moved is a function of one's threshold sensitivity index but however stoic one may become, there are some moments that do touch you.
Reading a book had a momentary profound effect on my mind, so much so that I felt my head was seized by the power of those thoughts hammering it down to the last nerve of my brain. It went into a tailspin and there were beads of sweat on my forehead. The words though translated from the original work suspended tauntingly in front of my eyes. My inaction was feeding into the dramatic moments. Its tragic that I found my way into the slumber lanes as prolonging the tension seemed inappropriate to my inadequate mind.
Inspired by the virtues of structured thinking and overcome by the overconfidence on analytical abilities of human mind, I thought what could have been the reason behind it? Well, actually I don't know, but I do know that solitude breeds thinking. The author Kafka, surely has the ability to disturb the reader to the point that one may find him repulsive , albeit this time I found him absolutely truthful...!
