Solitude

The most important invention in your lifetime is…

“You have the right to act,but not to be owned by the noise around it.”— Bhagavad Gita

In this part of the world, politics decides your fate faster than truth. I was placed in cold storage not because I was incapable, but because I fought on the wrong side—and because I refused to listen to gossip.

Gossip here is not harmless talk; it is poison. Listening to it made me insensitive, confused, and sick. The more I listened, the more I sabotaged myself.Illness followed. Not all illness comes from the body, some comes from swallowing what was never meant for me.I was left to fend for myself. No need protection. No need loyalty. The people I once supported turned quietly against me.

I saw how easily praise becomes a weapon and jealousy wears the mask of morality. That was enough.So I walked away.I chose not to participate in toxic environments, not to absorb other people’s poison, not to stay where betrayal is recycled as politics.

People distrusted me. Doors closed. Nobody cared. And that is fine.Because I gained peace. I gained silence. I gained my own space.I now prefer to work alone. Not in groups. Not in circles. No friends, no interruptions. If giving or listening to the other sjde was to save themselves by saving their reputation or the relationship they have shaped for themselves peacefully that means I had to be given wrong advise to sabotage myself to go down. I realised that sabotaging myself is not the right path. Why did I kill my own golden goose for. Themselves means their golden goose is safe and sound. This was the pattern I endured all these while. Just like the game of dice in the Bhagavad Gita.

solitude is medicine. Distance is healing. Silence keeps me alive. I do not engage. I do not explain. I move on.

If I could invent something, it would be jealousy disguised as justice creating false stories that seemed like my truth, woven through telepathy, intuition, and gossip sold as concern. I release it by writing it out and leaving it behind.

“One who withdraws from poison and noise,and stands steady in oneself,is already free.”— Bhagavad Gita