The 4th Quadrant

It was an uncanny and absurd search for an unseen, unknown, uncertain world of subconscious self – peeping through the 4^th Quadrant of Zohari’s Window. A voyage towards nowhere, as it was, may be to explore a non-existent territory of mysterious self. Certainly uncertain, it was neither black, nor white. There was no sound, still it was not silent. Invisible, yet its presence was hard to ignore. I doubt whether it was a claustrophobic nightmare or a vague daydream, but it was “the royal road to the unconscious”.