The Visitor
The middle earth was as beautiful as heaven in autumn. The people, the cattle and the hobbits all were glee, happy go lucky. One fine day a visitor knocked on the door of Frodo the hobbit. Frodo answered, no one was there. Knock again! Frodo got annoyed thinking it was another prank, he rushed to the door fearing he will have to scream at one of the kids. He hated to be rude to littler inhabitants of the wonderland.He wouldn't want to yell at them but it was becoming a menace. Knock again! There was no one at the door. Frodo got annoyed but happy at the same time since he didn't have to yell at any kids. Fourth time he bursted into anger and hurled towards to door almost fuming "reveal yourself at once". He was flabbergasted to see the unwelcome guest. It didn't have any persona or shape or appearance of any kind.
Frodo froze for a bit just staring into horizon firmly holding the door he was about to slam. The visitor said "aren't you going to invite me in?" it was unreal. Usually the visitor just got into people's lives uninvited not sure why he thought of making an exception this time? Maybe he didn't want to be rude on his first visit to hobbit land. Maybe the hobbits weren't ready for this? Maybe the visitor thought why do I need to be the bad guy always? Why not just try knocking this time? After all that's what visitors usually do, they knock. But he is not used to of knocking? It was not his nature to be hesitant.
Usually he would assume the demeanour of the inhabitants plain and blunt, without asking for permission, without thinking, without caring about repercussions for the host. He was a visitor of his own kind, unique and almost devilish. Meant to hoard, disrupt, hurt and disdain the host. He didn't care, he just did what he pleased. But this time he decided to knock, why? Maybe the host chose to answer the door? Maybe it was a smarter host after all. The host who chose to ask him the question! Why? Why me? Anxiety didn't know what to do? It was unreal for anyone to not entertain him. Anxiety thought let me just leave middle earth as it is. Yes you heard it right, without Anxiety! Just peaceful, happy and serene as it was.
Morel of the story: About the time we became Frodos of our own lives and choose not to entertain this unwelcome guest when it knocks on the door. Anxiety.
