Isn’t the cosmos beautiful?

I love writing- it is a hobby that allows me to express myself in a beautiful manner. One fun activity that I do, whenever I have time, is chose an image prompt to inspire a creative writing piece. Oftentimes, I love to express it through different perspectives- putting myself through other peoples shoes, and express what perhaps others may being thinking about.  I hope you enjoy!

The silence of the universe scares me. To think that stars exist thousands of light years from us, and there are different galaxies in the world is surreal. We have no idea about what is in the cosmos, or even more, we cannot even fathom how large it is. It is absolutely bizarre to think about how we are the only inhabitants of it, let alone if we are the lonely species that exist within it. But, perhaps, what should scare me more is the silence in my own world. The loneliness that exists surrounding me, within and around. For the better or the worse. 

I am not lonely right now, but have become more lonely than before. The pandemic era, ofcourse, was the catalyst into that descent. I was in online school, I did my work, and seldom chatted with my friends. The rest of my time was spent doing absolutely nothing. And repeat. My world was quite silent. 

I began to forget the feelings of being alone, and focus on something more tangible during this time, which happened to be my studies. Growing fascinated with the studies of astrophysics, galaxies, stars, and black matter, I fixated on the loneliness of our species in the universe, rather than within it. I grew a new world in my bedroom, involving just myself with no human interaction whatsoever. It involved gaining new knowledge, and personal perspective; however it was hard to distinguish when I went from being alone to being lonely. 

The side-effect of this condition was that I grew quiet. I talked, but only when it was necessary. Most of the time, I liked to observe. And observe. This observation is a problem that most people had with me. “You are so quiet,” they remarked. Not only that, but they also had a predicament with my lack of relationships. At that point my parents have given me a lecture so often, that relationships and friends are so much more important than grades. But alas, this loneliness had eaten me up, to the extent I did not realize that it consumed me into such despair. 

It was not that I was alone, but rather that I was trying to find comfort in my state of loneliness. Being in a confined shell, continuing in my own business, alone. This was until, the main peak of the pandemic had struck it. I had to do an assignment about the togetherness of people. Needless to say, I absolutely despised it. 

As I said before, whenever I indulge in something, I love to do it with detail. While I was studying, I realized the real importance of relationships. Seeing millions of people dying is never a great experience. But, observing how many millions of deaths were prevented, that’s what inspired me. In a world, where we were isolated, some people like me took solace in books, and growth in their personal development. It was the 2 metre distance that split us apart, but it was also the distance that brought us closer as we began to find out how relationships matter so much in our lives. And how often we take it for granted. 

It wasn’t easy, but  I was able to break out of the shell of being lonely. Not completely, but just enough to realize and recognize the beauty of togetherness.  This process was gradual, of course, when in-person school resumed its regular routine and I had to make some new friends, I got to value their importance. People and togetherness had become my support system to get me through the rigorous nature of the advanced classes I was taking. 

Snow falls by small little snowflakes, but eventually blankets the landscape into a trance of whiteness. With it, it also engulfs the animals into hibernation, and the plants to rest. This barren landscape of winter, and the loneliness that it causes puts me into unrest. But it is this loneliness and feelings of isolation, that allow us to emerge more connected as a human species. Just like how the snow melts, and springs blooms for a new start. Like, the stars continue to twinkle in the sky. And how the universe is so vast and silent, yet here we are together as a human species. Isn’t the cosmos beautiful?

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