One sees the increasing materialism in this society and the decreasing integrity in people’s eyes; even they know this fact, but still want to persist with their wretched line of thought. Then, it becomes intimidating as both heart and the mind is unable to decipher human actions for they defy every aspect of rationality. The protagonist experiences enormous pain and agony; at times he tries to disregard this thought but it keeps prodding him. He tries to read everyone's eyes (they say it all and it makes him more insecure).
This very word 'society' makes him stink for it creates so many
'users'; those who want everything but have nothing to offer in return; but yes, they want more and more. (How can this be justified?) They ultimately face their end in a horrible fashion. All of a sudden that fear of losing grips them and they get strangulated as the breeze of introspection eludes them. They do not have the tenacity to fight; nor do they have the temerity to question their sham convictions. They want to be what they are; what they pretend to be;
At times one gets so scared of these skeletons that one feels like running away but then one has to answer this question… Where to go?
"We start this journey as white slimes and end up in ashes"...
That’s what a poet had written.
(I forgot his name. he was an Indian. He Died some months back)
Read this piece slowly; it has some long pauses...
A child
steps into this world
in the fragrance of love
and eternal bliss;
the light in his eyes delineating
figments of chimera
the nestling has envisioned for himself
He sneaks into his dream world
oblivious,
of the impending holocaust,
until, a sudden tremor
nudges his cozy cheeks;
fresh, after a long repose
in his soft cradle
the child embarks upon
a maiden voyage,
effloresces, in the umbra of
maternal love, till futurity
inebriated with self conceit
impels, transfusion
of this tender conception
into a snob.
the battle begins
sphinx mutilates pubescence,
snips off
the chaplet of innocence;
another flocculent soul
ensnared and emasculated
by savagery
then...
vanity subjugates this oasis
veneers it
with marbles of arrogance
and in turn
expeditiously truncates life!!!
(marks the beginning towards a new end)Epilogue…I now try to make it a point to fight the devils of this society, but still fail miserably. They say, “
Fight and loose rather than not fighting at all! “ So they mutilate me and leave me in immense pain before plundering there own wealth; unaware; unashamed.
