Enchantress by Santosh Jha (great books for teens TXT) 📕

What is a potential? How it builds up and expresses itself? Nothingness is the potential. It is the pre-state of all probabilities. Once you happen, you actually negate rest of the probabilities. Don’t Be, You Shall Be is the pre-state of potentials. This nothingness is a deep consciousness of unaffected innocence and simplicity. This nothingness is subconscious vacuum; of course with oscillations but not with warped insinuation. This consciousness automatically aligns with generic cognition. The ‘He’ and ‘She’ must not be slaves of orbited-consciousnesses. They need be in pre-state and the probability is automatically potentialed. The oscillations work out their potentials…

‘I wanted to have a small talk on how we need to go about it but I feel, you look tired, we sure can start afresh tomorrow, we have enough time’, he says, as both settle in his office room.

She smiles, a labored one, assures him that she is okay and asks him to continue.

He is not sure. He takes deep look at her and he makes a decision. He leaves his seat, adjusts the air conditioner, drags a chair and sits close to her.

‘My mother has big eyes. When she is angry with me, she would never say a word to me. But, her eyes are like big window to her heart. I can always trace the clouds from the lining of her eyes. You have the same trouble. Or, probably my stupidity is seeing clouds in your eyes as my genius is obsessed with big eye communication.’

She cannot resist a smile, the true one; not labored.

‘Your mother is fortunate; she has you. I am not as good as you. Unfortunately, my mother has small eyes. But, they have clouds and they rain. I cannot help her clouds but just try to offer my big eyes to share her rains.’

‘Nobody can be good enough for mothers. In fact, an individual is too insufficient to shape up anything good. I simply try to make her feel, she is always the star and I am still the petty planet that survives because it orbits around her. You know, people should not be primary context of your sense of reward in life. Because, then you become a puppet of attitudinal strings of others. My mother; many others of her times, I have watched, owe their clouds and rains to these external strings. Relationships are connects of consciousnesses; not contexts. But, they were raised and evolved this way. You have to accept a reality also from other’s perspective. She is right on her own right.’

She understands what he is trying to convey. She even agrees with him. Rather, she finds it interesting the way he presented a reality with simple yet specific perspective. Her genius could sense, even in rather short time she has spent with him; he has something, which most men do not have – the compassionate acceptance of others and the innate will to lend them respectability.

In the next few minutes, he tells her how he sees the trouble and how he approaches the solution. She has been new to the company but she agrees to his approach and they decide to proceed on this premise when they meet next day in the office.

Next few hours are good for both as they know each other a bit. He drops her home, has a great time with her mother. They spend time making each other feel better. All three could feel; efforts are being made to drive the clouds away and forget about rains. The Sun must shine, bright and smiling; for the probabilities to harvest a good crop.

Consciousness needs to be free. It also needs to see and accept fellow consciousness as independent. Two lives are good enough to be in best of amicability and empathy. The consciousnesses have enough space to avoid the occasion of any collision. But then, people have this subconscious inclination to restrict relationships into contexts. Consciousness itself has this entrenched propensity to enslave itself with attitudinal chains. It extends its enslaved cognition to other consciousnesses by associational contexts. People need to be free; consciousnesses need to be independent.

Love is not required in relationships. Rather, it is an expression of enslaved consciousnesses, which seek others to fall in linearity with their context and associational positioning. Love is a rather restrictive and ingenious cognition of slave consciousness.

The free and independent consciousness does not seek others to be in any specific mould and context. They are simple, natural, uncomplicated, easygoing and not given to ingenuity. Such consciousnesses naturally and effortlessly connect with others. The natural simplicity and innate innocence ensures the consciousness is not eclipsed by attitudes. Relationships are unending journeys of evolving probabilities. They never take off or end abruptly as attitudes are biggest annihilators of any probability. Insinuation of inevitability of love kills probabilities. It is the worst attitude, emaciating a journey, before it even takes a sound start.

The ‘connect’ between two free consciousnesses seeks no context and association insinuations. The free consciousness has enough vacuum space for independent relationship; the vast space has enough oscillations of compassion and affection. The oscillations create infinite probabilities, without insisting on specificity of context and association. Free and evolved higher consciousness has elemental magnetism; it draws and connects, unlike attitudes, which pulls away and disconnects.

Essentially, when ‘He’ happens to be the free consciousness, ‘She’ automatically fits in as His compassionate cognition. And, when ‘She’ is the free consciousness, ‘He’ fills in to be Her gracefully elegant cognition. Relationships need never be slave to contexts and associations. Relationships must always be between two free consciousnesses. Such relationships are not benchmarked by abstractions of stupidity and hypocrisy of Love. They have good measure of palpable compassion. The oscillations do the rest…

He is a confident and secure man; innately attuned to compassionate acceptance of reality, knowledgeable; understands the requirement of accommodation and assimilation of others. He has big heart; keeps the space growing. He accepts fallibility; as growth energy for incessant evolution.

She has magicality of mystical proportions. Her elemental womanhood and fundamental innocence is not only intact, rather has blossomed into a numinous cadence of deep note symphony. She has had a tough life and it seems; it has made her perfect the musicality of her subconscious. The harmony of melody inside reflects and resonates brilliantly on her conscious persona. Symmetry and sobriety is stamped on everything she does. Very little she speaks but her body linguistics serenade the rhythm of her consciousness.

May be, her body compensates the deficit of her dependence on vocabulary. Everything about her physicality is slightly more pronounced than usual. Her eyes are unusually big, taking over her mulberry voice to do the required talking. Her lips stretch slightly more, reaching out on both ends of her cheeks. Her nose is also a little long, curved at the end, which in consonance with her big eyes gives her an ‘awkward’ look. Her long black tresses reach below her waist. Even in her body, everything looks inches or two extra than most women have. In entirety, her persona gets a feel of she being endowed with plentiful-ness of the nature. Probably, subconsciously, she allows her endowments to acquire carelessness, qualifying her to be perceived with mystical asymmetry.

Mediocrity of subconscious mind state expresses itself in conscious choices of reaching out for association of specific intent and content. Often, therefore, relationships between people happen but have linkages from one side only. Mediocrity reaches out, intents create nomenclatures and identity is accepted as reality. Often, therefore, friendship, even love is baptized and celebrated but the missing reciprocality and ‘mutuality’ ensures that it essentially is shadow of realism. Mediocrity kills most relationships and then, promptly ensures that the culpability is shifted to the same person, to whom it had rushed to reach and associate.

Sadly, the initiation of love’s journey hypothesizes the inevitability of two lovers but ends up one being victim and other as culpable. Love restricts itself to memories or photo frames and injured emotions continue their journeys in different pathways.

Excellence is all about endowment of the critical mass and energy of subconscious poise and sanity. Excellence warps the time-space fabric of the milieu around the person. This engenders the gravitational force, powerful enough to draw all entities. Mediocrity reaches out; excellence is ensconced and pulls people around in orbited causality. This causality itself is the everythingness of all contents of intents and associations. It keeps journeying, unendingly; in symbiotic space.

Attainments in life have definite mechanism. Some freebies apart, only eligibilities have success awaiting them. Often, tragically enough, most people feel, love itself is the best eligibility and it has everything that success would seek. Love is the worst hypocrisy of eligibility. It is the inventive cover up of the mediocrity of subconscious mind to hide its substandard qualifications. People usually say, ‘I love him/her so much, why he/she can’t love me too?’ As if they are saying, I am a billionaire and giving him/her all my moneys, still he/she is not selling his/her wares to me!

Thousands of years back, the geniuses of humanity said it very clearly, ‘Only similar and generic elements align and have a lasting relationships’. Personal excellence of evolved eligibilities of consciousness is the common generic element, which innately attracts and aligns with equally eligible one. Excellence does not have to seek. Only mediocrity seeks and expects the disproportionate reward it is not eligible for. Excellence of consciousness is a reward unto itself; it has no need to seek.

He has it; she can smell it. She presides over it; he relishes and respects it.

The felicitation ceremony is simple but a happy occasion. He had outlined the presentation, they had worked together on it; she presented it with amazing élan. All five teams had done great jobs but it was the uniqueness and novelty of the approach that won the first award. He was not sure; she didn’t even care but both were not surprised. Both the consciousnesses had worked together with singular cognition and the togetherness itself was their best reward. He was happy for her, as he made her receive the award from the CEO. She felt peace inside that he was happy for her.

… often, the subconscious artistry is playing up with probabilities of algorithmic craft and the conscious mind states get the feel of its registry much later. May be, it is the embedded trouble of differentiated languages that the two domains of subconscious and conscious mind states accept for communication. The conscious mind excels in humanly designed words and accepts its cognitive shades, aligning with the ambient milieus, from which they originate. It is the culturally aligned cognitive platform. The subconscious however is more attuned to neuro-chemical language of the plexus of sensory channels. Its cognitive roots are in experiential layers of entrenched familiarity. The dualism of cognitions and linguistics is the design of consciousness. For stupidity and mediocrity, it is warehouse of troubles. For the genius, it is the inventory of craftsmanship for infinite bliss.

The consciousness is a brilliant warrior. It has calamitous potentials, as with most brilliance. The discipline of reasoned rationality is a must for those, who are the habitual winner of all enterprises. A disciplined warrior never kills a probability. It rather lets it unravel its intent and carefully allow full blown expression to its tenacity, before executing a finality. He understands dualism; waiting its causality to play out its details and intent…

His conscious mind can clearly see and fix where and when it has happened. He is however trying to put the details in perspective. All along, he is trying to align his subconscious and conscious cognitions in linearity and symmetry. The picture is already emerging. He is not in denial but in reasoned awareness of the logicality of communication. He however,