I waited that night for them to shoot and I was ready to deal with them all one by one.
Through all the previous nights I kept warding them off without paying any heed to them but when I finally did, I realized how resentful I was from myself. How unhappy and unsatisfied I was from my own self. I never acknowledged the long list of questions I had to answer for myself. They never permeated in my conscious being, but reminded me of their existence and their urgency to be resolved when I wanted to be unconscious.
While I was confronting them I realized their relevance. They were no devils to inflict me sleepless nights. Instead they were friendly enough to help me resolve conflicts within myself and in my day-to-day life. Now that am not bothered with any such obnoxious glimpses I am easily swept away in the heaven of peace and serenity away from the bustle of my mind.
Finally after the whole traumatic episode inflicted with restless nights I bow down to the efficacy of the divine process of introspection.
