Creating Your Own World

Let's see some stories.
There was this boy who fell in love, a one-sided love.
Love is blind but you can't make someone love you.
He kept on hoping for her attention and affection.
In some time, he became dejected, sad, disappointed and heartbroken.
It took a toll on his health.
Left that way, he was going to die in some time.

The king heard about this.
He ordered the boy to be brought to the court.
He was a pitiable sight.
The king asked the girl also to be brought to the court.
She was not an attractive girl, physically.
She would easily go unnoticed.
Some might even think that she was unpleasant to look at.

The king called for all the beautiful dancers of the court and told the boy, 'this girl here is not worth giving up your life for.'
'Forget her and choose anyone from these pretty girls here.'
'I will give her to you.'

The boy said in a feeble voice, 'Your majesty! if you want to see her beauty, you should see her through my eyes, not yours.'

The perspective varies from person to person or even from culture to culture.

There was this small village at the foot of a majestic mountain range. The villagers were simple people. They lived doing farming and worked hard to make ends meet.
One day, a group of travelers arrived in the village.
They were artists.
They were seeking inspiration from nature.

The travelers went around the village, sketching and painting the landscape, the people, and everything else that caught their eyes.
One of them, a girl, became particularly intrigued by a boy who lived in the village.
He was a woodcutter, tall and muscular, with a handsome face and piercing eyes.

The girl spent days sketching him, trying to capture him on canvas.
She was determined to paint a portrait of him that would be her masterpiece.
But as she worked, she noticed something strange.
The other villagers didn't seem to find this boy particularly handsome or interesting.
In fact, they hardly noticed him at all.
She couldn't understand why.

One day, she asked one of the villagers why they didn't see him as she did.
'Well,' the villager said, 'He is just a woodcutter.'
'He's not rich or educated or well-traveled.'
'He's just an ordinary boy.'
'There's nothing special about him.'

But the girl couldn't accept that. She continued to sketch and paint him, trying to capture the essence of what made him so captivating to her.
And as she worked, she began to understand the truth behind the old saying, 'beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.'

For her, the boy was beautiful not because of money or his education or even knowledge.
See, she made the subject of her painting of a handsome boy.
He was beautiful because of his strength, his kindness, and his simple, honest way of living.
She could find beauty where others could not.

This is the secret of beauty or ugliness or likable or repulsive.
It is coming from inside you.
You are projecting it onto people and objects and the world as a whole.

Two people would see the same thing differently.
This is not a fault.
That's how the world is meant to be.
Right from the time of creation.
That's the only way the world can exist.

There is a minister holding a press conference.
What is he trying to do?
He is trying to impress the people sitting in front of him about his new ambitious project.
So that they take it to the people and he can win the next election.
In the same room, standing right behind him, looking at the same people is his bodyguard.
For him, all those people sitting in front of him, the same people the minister is eagerly talking to, they are all suspects for him.
Who is going to spring up with a knife, or a gun, or a bottle of black ink to throw at the minister's face?

A bundle of currency notes, it could be a source of enjoyment for you but to the teller at a bank, each note is a potential fake.
He would look at each one with suspicion.

This is the secret of how your world is.
If you have beauty inside you, you will find it around you as well.
If you have fear inside you, the world will be scary for you.
If you have fear about your health, you will see only sick people suffering around you.
You will look for stories like that of a young fitness instructor who suddenly died of heart attack.
You will spread it around saying, 'see, there is no guarantee.'

So, aren't you yourself creating the world around you, your world, the world, over a period of time?

Think about it.