Genes as Boons!

These blurs in the mind's eye...These shapes that formed and vanished... These thoughts that could leave an impact,If only she remembered later...she felt the creative spurt...It was these times when she couldn't sleep, She felt anxious, tensed, restless...she felt that these were the times she was most Conscious, The time when she could sense "Life”. When that burning something...Maybe Zeal got her to do the right 'something’. Something she knew was going to be of great consequence...at least to her Conscious. These thoughts of distinct abstractedness formed some pictures in her mind...coloured and numbered...Five was blue, seven was yellow, Nine was indigo..."Sleep...".she shouted at the walls, You have to practice Math early in the morning....This thought gave her Goosebumps!

After successfully losing the Battle, She got up to get her violin and sat down to play what was going in her mind...It helped her concentrate. Her otherwise wavering mind found it difficult to focus on one thought. she was singing a tune in her mind while the shapes formed simultaneously....'No'....she told herself, 'Don’t come'!...she knew she had to play the violin or they won’t go...she played on and yet they came, She soon realised that she played as they came...She followed that pattern and that produced a divine sound from her violin she dint learn anywhere. Amazed at her discovery, she let the Images blur in her mind as the music took shape...This was the very feeling she felt....That something this good was always brewing and now it spilled all of a sudden.This was the feeling she had for all these years...This abstractedness needed a synchronisation.This she could now draw in her Music.These Random thoughts that disturbed her all these years were being useful now.But still...It was not in her control.


She got up early next morning, wanting to Revise for the Math test at school and she looked at her text book. the numbers confused her. As she looked at the solved examples, Nine was Indigo again, Seven was yellow and Blue's were Five and so on...This duality perplexed her. She concentrated still, struggling harder and ordering herself not to get Diverted by the colour or she'd flunk the test. This was too much to focus for a thirteen year old...It soon gave her a headache; she continued still...struggling nevertheless. She felt like she would Puke away. What with sleeping that less? Math tests scared her to death and gave her sleepless nights. She managed to remain a good student until she began mastering the violin. The school counsellor called the violin a distraction and cut her violin lessons. This made her even more restless and fluctuating, Even Mad...so she stopped complaining. She learned to bear the pain and manage to fair ok... but yesterday was one of those days when she felt she must play the violin or she'd die...

Analyse the above pie-chart and draw a bar graph...the question ran,Ah....This is easy, she thought and began drawing the axes.then she thought over taking the Intervels...multiples of five would be good,she thought and wrote them down on the Y-axes.Five was blue and ten was orange and this formed a beautiful pattern as she drew...she wanted to play the pattern on her violin,The patterns started forming again....The pain in trying to control the colours and the beautiful regular pattern of the five table was too much.She stared with her mouth open as she Let this beauty sink into the depths of her minds eye.The View was stunning and as she tried to concentrate back on the Graph,she fainted... not having her breakfast and with no proper sleep...


"This is a rare and interesting case....".she found herself lying on the white hospital sheets with the peculiar tincture smell reaching her nose simultaneously forming patterns in her mind...but not arousing her to play.she lay there, too weak to open her eyes and listening.

‘It’s a rare Gift’, The doc spoke....Very few people have it, he told her anxious parents. ‘Her senses are mixed...he went on...It’s what we call "Synasthesia". A common syndrome but in her case came a little more severe...As the numbers gave her colour, smell formed patterns....these senses were harmoniously symphonising and this confusion gave her an urge, and wanting to organise them the only way she knew, she felt stimulated to play the violin...To play and clear it off',he explained, marvelling at his own understanding and knew this would earn him a Doctorate. 'This way, she found a way to cure herself and keep herself sane’....The doc continued...This syndrome was genetic due to a Mutant gene and though common in creative people, It was mostly ignored as the person eventually learned to manage and distinguish the multiple senses. It was not without some pain....But this girl felt it even more because of the notes that danced in her mind. This friction among the senses could only temporarily clear while she played... so she played and healed...

She lay there hearing all this as she read the words "Synasthesia" again and again in her mind. She was grateful to her Music in helping her retaining her sanity all this while and knew she had to play on to cure it. she knew It was a syndrome so she would soon train to control each of the synapses and harmonise them from disturbing her daily activity and learning, especially Math. She knew that this syndrome was a boon as she could make wonderful music she later amazed at...as no normal person with that mere learning as she had, could make it!!!

But she wouldn't remember after It was over...after she subconsciousely played it???Or will she now????she only hoped she would lying there and wanting to be affected by this syndrome,Thanks to her genes....she thought!!!