Friday, April 24, 2015

A Lifeless Plundered Blunder


We often end up in strange places, among strange people and strange things do happen strangely. No matter how estrange they seem to be. All the plundering & blundering that we see happening inside-out or around, either confessing to have committed some or being enslaved to a few, victimized irrespective of the odds.

‘Hey, not everything is a story, okay? You think everyone is damaged because you're damaged. Matter of fact, you love damage so much. you made it your full time job and it turned you ugly’. You are so damaged within, that you try to damage everything or everyone that you come across. You’ve given people chances  of ruining yourself knowingly or unknowingly. You’ve turned so ugly, that you find everyone & everything ugly. You end up plundering & ruining happiness of others, which is the ugliest truth.

Do we actually love committing blunders or are we accustomed in our approach & prone to these mere transitory offensive exchanges - unknowingly or intuitively perceivable needful of urges - a requirement(advancement of advantage) for our materialistic comfort or self gain, being confronted with for a short spin or for a longer run, leaving us to disadvantages of all sorts at the end.

Sometimes, things happen on there own, and we have absolutely no control over them. But what about the ones, we could control? We all run around all our lives(going hay way), having these conditions and expectations(astray), that are least unconditional or unexpected. We are in a mad rush to fill up those necessary spaces and hollowness in order to propagate or breathe (exist and live). Every action has a reaction - There is always something for someone, substituting & complimenting until there is nothing left to the nothingness of sorts.

The only problem with us is our own selves, we are so stuck & inclined onto accumulating, bulking, sulking & exchanging random deals(part & parcel), feeding our deepest of urges in order to satisfy our never quenching hunger (pandora of boxes). We love surprises, yet we are afraid of taking risks. At times, often afraid of the risks involved, we still try taking in a risk, but eventually the human nature does not admire the end-result outcomes(unexpected)- slow & steady in bits & pieces.

We are all out of unconditional approach? Don't we love our parents, siblings, other relations and God, no matter what. Do we barter a deal out of these relatively blood relationships or seek to confront with them, for just the sake of it. We see no God, but still love him, maybe because we are afraid of him, and we are made to believe in him or everything else blindly. Things still could go wrong, but what about the righteous deeds? Why can't we settle down with things we could see and hear. Do we end up pampering every single dog we meet on the street, do we feed them with water or food, spend time playing with them. pamper a plant, or talk to birds? (Did you knew, talking and singing to a plant could make it grow even faster) Ever watched the playfulness of squirrels or the strength and determination of the petite marching ants those crawl carrying food, building houses, spiders webbing, birds nesting. Do you listen to the sounds they make? Do we even listen to our own selves? Eventually at the end of the day, we come back to our own very self.

World is full of all sorts of anonymously strange thing called people. Everyone is demarcated, distinguished & indifferent on moral traits or characteristic assemblage. There is this self esteemed agenda of set principles, to uncover and unleash thy self centered inclinations of need, in greed. Our world can be peculiarly secluded or be a host to things & people. Humanity seems to be depleting & strangely humans have turned Inhumane (lifeless). If at all, it could be selfless for the sake of love and humanity. ‘One for all - all of one’ there could still be a hope. ’

"Look at you, you madman, screaming you are thirsty And are dying in a desert when all around you there is nothing but water! ~Kabir"

We have everything, and everyone we need, all we need to do is look around, open up to all the possibilities of certainties & uncertainties available at our disposal with or without labels. All we need to do is stop making a riot or hue & cry about weighing the grudges that we presume could be an outcome of our decisive imperfections even before indulging ourselves into this chaos. Until & unless you do it, you wont figure out how practical or impractical everything was. Why are we so afraid of our actions today & worried about the future(our existence)? 

It's like your life was being raped, a million times, and you got too used to it, caught up, that you started liking it evidently and fell prey to the mercy of it, and waited for it to happen again, you started liking being strangled, interrogated, ruled and dominated - over and over, until every corner of your body was bruised & soul sinned - losing its charm & warmth. Lying down as a frozen dead meat, you start hunting down to suffice for your very own self, while you give a part of you to everyone to feed upon meanwhile pondering on to what all was made available to you(at your disposal) for you to feed (left over)- stale, used & unworthy. It eventually is going to get exhausted.

I can't reveal my inner heart predicament. - Anonymous

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