It's a strange phenomenon that I live with and never have I encountered a reasonable explanation for it, but that doesn't mean I can't serve my own reasoning.

I wear glasses, which is not something very odd considering I have been wearing them for 12 years or so now, and that I live in an era where screens keep my eyes open for atleast 15 hours a day along with nature and humans taking up the rest of the time.

But what's peculiar is my optical numbers, which keep fluctuating, and more often than not, keep decreasing to a smaller number than before. This isn't unheard of either, but then it doesn't explain my constant headaches, my eye irritation, dryness, etc. If these points, that usually indicate an increase in your impaired vision, are increasing in my daily life, how come my number decreases?

There might be very logical explanation to it, which I presume I might arrive at someday. But in the present moment, it's a bit more philosophical for me, a moment of eureka!

I believe, my vision becomes better with more clarity in my life. The more I learn, I think, I analyse, the more my brain works, and the more my eyes open wide to my surroundings. It's not surprising when I add that the memories with me having thicker glasses and blurred vision were closely linked to the moments of upheaval in my meagre 20 years of living.

Clarity in my life has come more from me scrutinizing my life events long after they occured in the past than me  automatically gaining a better sight, or rather insight. My spectacles served the purpose of helping me see, not just the world less blurry, but in a different light too, with better focus. Not saying I'm not distracting anymore, because I can barely stay with a task longer than an half of an hour, but I tend to incline more towards things that are less mundane and anti-stimulatory. I gravitate and discern things that I wouldn't have before.

My limpidity is a result of me working, knowningly or unknowningly, on myself daily, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less. I seek a clear mind, I seek a clear notion which is kind of ironic seeing how obscurity is the nature's favourite game. I'm dumbfounded ninety percent of the time and confused the rest ten; and somewhere in between this highly askew balance I find my focal point for the moment.

I don't claim to see all, know all. All I want to say is - put on some glasses that show you a better world.