Claustrophobia...Is it that cramped in there?

“Claustrophobia is the very world that one creates and dreads at the same time.”

Before writing anything, I would like to mention that I personally am not a claustrophobic until and unless you ask me to spend an hour in a coffin.

All my life I have seen people who have been claustrophobic, my father being the closest of the congregation. In a claustrophobic situation people usually endure to be all twitchy and jittery. One tends to break free of all the shackles they are hitched to. A sense of emancipation and amnesty works in the sub- conscious mind of the individual.

In my opinion, claustrophobia is a situation that transpires when death itself is lurking nearby. It is a state of being gagged or retched down the throat. It is when Anubis (god of death) intends to pay a visit himself.

There are many forms of claustrophobia. A person can be claustrophobic of family gatherings (too many people to greet!!), social responsibilities, educational concerns or relationships.

I intend to mention and criticize “relationships" specifically because of the heterogeneous perspectives that I have accumulated round these years. I have been in the shoes of the audience and the judge at the same time, seeing people cuddle up and clasp but deep down they scepticise and question their own freedom and stature. These questions then tend to subjugate one’s feelings and boil down to being claustrophobic which at the end has a cynical culmination causing either of the persons to end the bond.

In conclusion, I would like to say that being claustrophobic is not a misdemeanor but a parallel way of introspecting and questioning oneself about his or her magnitude and prominence in this universe.It is like emerging as a new self by shedding away the negatives. It is not just being confined but being unleashed more than ever.