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Inside the Mind

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Recently, i went for this really cute animated movie Inside Out by Pixar animation studio, it is about the voices inside us and my keen interest on mind reading compelled me go and watch it. Another reason why i write stuffs related to thoughts reflecting on our actions #I love reading minds.
 Talking about my blog title 'Mind Words', it clearly recounts voice of the inner mind that does the talking, well.. (not literally) but the voice of our 'mind' per Se which does the talking and thinking and wishing and more often the pondering.

Okay, so after reading the synopsis of the movie, it really got me excited about watching what really happens inside one's mind. I know it is an animation and everything seems possible in a movie so why the excitement? i asked myself, but that thought did not stop me from ruining my already excited feeling. Moreover, i felt connected to my very own  passion for reading and knowing about people's thoughts so off i went excited like a four year old kid.
The movie revolves around the characters that includes Joy, Sadness, Anger, Disgust and Fear and those are the voices one have inside our tiny little heads, and they are in fact in control of our acts and deeds, okay..  i am not going to explain the entire story (P.s- Spoiler Alert).
But, after the movie i realized this many things:
1.  The voices inside us can speak and make us follow them.
2. We often have the urge to do things we want, but we are scared and afraid of rejections, downfall and failure and that is when the voice of ' Fear' come over.
3. Then, there is 'joy' who takes control of happy moments and fills the mind with pleasant and gleeful thoughts, mostly in control of many situations i would say.
4. 'Anger'  which we usually feel when we are too frustrated over certain situations in life and we undergo an angry feeling.
5.Disgusted over something? Yeah? that is when the voice of 'Disgust' takes over.
6. 'Sadness' which we often feel when things go terribly bad, and it is know for ruining a persons well beings ( according to me). But, i realized that it is alright to feel sad sometimes... it bring changes.
7. We feel we are in control of ourselves but i bet not everything.
8. Sometimes we fail to recognize the voice that is talking and communicating with us. Do we listen? Or do we just let it pass?
9. It is just a voice but the importance of paying attention to it matters.
10. And, when all this thoughts stops to work... everything just stops, we feel nothing, our thoughts no longer reflects our action and there is a stand still.
Those voices that comes from the head are our real feelings. Like it or not we need to pay a little attention on what it wants. 
Maybe, not all the time but when there are few things which comes up on our mind and even if it is negativity try listening to it and make it better.

After all, it is not just a tiny voice but it is the voice coming from  inside and it is your very own 'Mind' and it can make sense when we give an ear to listen.



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