Dawn, after a long slumber

Depession has always been condescended, more like an ugly, gangly child no one wants to be with or simply try to stay away as far as possible,like your mother telling you not to go and play with the dirty little child down the lane.
I dont like this.I think,it is time we wake up from our social imposition of putting up an optimistic countenance and attitude,and awake to the very substantiality and imperative existence of depression.I dont want to shun good thoughts,feelings,speech or any self-help books.They,like disappointment and desolation,exist imperatively.But the mere existence of good thoughts, must not and should not condescend the sad times and vice-versa. The way,i see the world,it seems like people,in a good state of mind are in a phase of an eternal war-fare with those going through the rough patch,Armed with the arsenal of cliched advices,petty platitudes and maxims,which fall flat and face first,in the overbearing and so true a face of your low-spiritedness.When I am disappointed,i dont go on raving at the world around,fuming at the enthu's and the excited,glancing disapprovingly at the trivial temporary happiness.I sit silently,look at the world around, and in my silence there is my breath that when extricated from its labyrinthine, seers through me and i start feeling better,because of the pause,the stay amidst the whole frenzied demise.At the end of it all,it seems only natural to return to the silence,which has been ignored for so long. Appreciating people who never stop and are perpetually industrious is something i cannot force myself to do,they are simply delaying the silence that is going to gloom on them with full force, and then they sadly would be left with nothing but their bottled insanity to face.

I am neither a proponent of depression,nor an opponent of joy.I am just a soul,trying to salvage the quintessence of sadness.

But then,i must understand that i am trying to sell you what you are just not ready to buy.You have been brought up on a drone and lore of nurturing good thoughts,even though you know in the recesses of your mind the sleaze you hold close, if exposed,will rip your image down to pieces.Act perky,for that is the way people will like you-but just dont be your own self.If you are silent and meditative or pondering,you will turn out to be boring and list-less.Be with the "in" thing,follow the fad,the trend and the latest style-no matter how uncomfortable and self-deceiving you feel!Talk loudly in debates,make yourself conspicuous,voice the rational,the reasonable,the practical for your CAT-group discussion,who cares whether the rational,the reasonable and the practical is not even put to a miniscule bit of real execution.

Your sadness,is your right to a better insight of this world.Your prerogative to be filled with gratitude for the things you have and to grow an immunity for the things you dont.It is your revival,your resusication,your own ugliness staring at you to be accepted in its fullness,so that you become open enough to see its beauty.It is your mess,you should have cleared long ago,but didnt and now you cannot overstuff the closet of your mind anymore.

I seek to start a whole new website on this concept.If only,i had known how to make a website,so if anyone does agree about what i said and has that bit of luxury with time, they are welcome to help me.It is high time time we did something else,something that digresses from the general course of thought,from the mentality of the tom,dick and harry.If the website is made it would be dedicated to the cause of bringing about a change,of a change that speaks about us being humans and being bonded,about love and risking something for a better state of mind,not necessarily for a better tomorrow but for a fulfilled present,a change where you and i come together and work for ourself,others and keep on working at that untill the distinction dissolves.