The Villain Inside

The villain is the one who disturbs and distorts status quo.


Makes aqueous ripples on all that is solid-state; that you hold dear and tangible. The bad guy. He is the base and coarse inside you. He usurps everything pleasant and mushy between the boy and girl in love.


Vaporises your comfort zone; transports you to an unknown. And by doing that, he changes what you believed to be a ‘undisturbed’ life.

Look inside. Look hard. Tear at the tissues that hide the truth.

Reflection and Two More

You wanted change. You did always seek change. Yet on the threshold of change you held your familiar ground. You shooed off the villain you invited.


Put your best foot forward to fight against that which you yearned for. Your own. A flip-flop. Like the mirror looking back at you. Was it you in the mirror or was it you who you saw you in the mirror. Like looking in the mirror:

You look at the position in space where the mirror will say “You are here, and you are you,” you look, craning, twisting, but nothing works, because Lavoisier’s mirrors, whether concave or convex, disappoint you, mock you. You step back, find yourself for a moment, but move a little and you are lost. This catoptric theatre was contrived to take away your identity and make you feel unsure not only of yourself but also of the very objects standing between you and the mirrors.


For that matter, a normal mirror, too, is an illusion. Consider the individual looking back at you, condemned to perpetual left-handedness, every morning when you shave. [Foucalt’s Pendulum, by Umberto Eco, a book I am struggling to transcend page 25; I seem to have some compulsion to *not* read this book like a novel]

Within you, the hero and villain. (but we need another human form to manifest this dark role that we see in the mirror, it is easier to relate to, easier to touch, feel, fight)

In the shadows, he stands watching. The villain has uncanny abilities to change your life. To put you in a position where your intellect would be challenged beyond the mundane; beyond the routine. That is his purpose. To commit an unchivalrous act that would shock you out of the mould that you had set in to, comfortably. A role that you had grown comfortable in. What will it take to stop you from believing that you are *not* the role that you play? That you are you and the role you play is a temporary act, which, oftentimes will change with the audience that you exhibit to?

It will take a very personal violation of all that we have believed to be true.

We have learned that all battles have to be won, yet there are some, from whom we gain more by losing.

We learn.

Because in losing, whether by an inch or a kilometre, we shift our comfort zones. And each time we delta ourselves that bit, we are capable of increasing our PoV to that extra degree. In every waking moment we have dreaded the villain; in every blissful dream we have invited him.

You want it.

You know.

I know.



17 thoughts on “The Villain Inside

  1. the devil lies patient and deep. we shift, we shuffle, we crumble. comfort zones lie torn and unrecognisable.

    there was something about this that made me tremendously uncomfortable. yet identifiable.


  2. I have to echo Sharmishta. This is definitely a “wow!” post… 😀

    I’ve been thinking about “novelty” recently and this post really seems to resonate with that theme. We need villains to spur us on to novelty.

    It seems like the desire to invite the villain or the antagonist is a subconscious desire. I wonder, does the “game” still work if we become conscious of the complementary polarity at work here? Does it make us better “players” of this game, better able to meet the challenges of the villain? Or is it better if we keep our desire for the villain hidden…?.


  3. –>Baekho:

    Thank ye! I believe we are always conscious of the villain, just that for our convenience and comfort we ignore the villain! 🙂


    –> Phish:
    Honoured, truly!


  4. I realized after reading this, that the essence of the villian is what I feel judged by. As in, I am treated as if I’m a villian, at times, by those who don’t know me. I am not a villain, though I also don’t subscribe to a usual and harmless persona. Surprisingly, it was a relief to realize and give name to this subtle shunning that I feel…


  5. –>Radiotooth:
    We do get judged by change, I suppose, whether we like it or not. If we are the villain inside, what’s really wrong with that?

    (Though, I think I know what you are saying!) 🙂


  6. A villain for one is a hero for another – and whatever that manifestation, it is more about self righteousness –

    Nice post – took some time to simmer and boil the contents – still not sure what I’m left with is what the intent was 🙂


  7. And at Halloween I’ve liked to dress as the Devil, including a curly-ended mustache and agressively exaggerated eyebrows.

    Maybe a jest-full gesture of warning.

    A villain with a wink!


  8. It’s been a while since I’ve commented on this post, but it’s just as thought provoking as ever 😉

    Atul, have you read anything by Jung? On a second reading this reminds me a little of the Jungian shadow.

    In particular, this quote made me think of your post:

    In spite of its function as a reservoir for human darkness—or perhaps because of this—the shadow is the seat of creativity..


  9. ==Baekho:
    No. Haven’t read a whole lot of Jung, unless there have been references in other stuff that I read. However, the “Shadow” did make very good reading. How the shadow becomes a seat of creativity, eludes me – for now. But I will perhaps come back with a follow-up! 🙂

    I am beginning to look forward to your visits at Gaizabonts! Thank you!


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