Sitting in a corner, i look around at the fellas sitting
around me. I probably can never understand people, with regards of their
behaviour, and ideologies. People around me are so lunatic, which makes the
whole surrounding ludicrous to me. Amongst the bunch of jack heads, some are at
the lowest layer, while some are astoundingly brilliant amongst them, and they
perceive to be the most intelligent mass. This conviction is more of a
self-proclamation, as i see it.
Some are happy with what they have! Breathing, eating,
sleeping, attending all their desires, and with a sense of contentment, they
all presume to stay happy. It’s definitely true as they say “ignorance is
bliss”. A clear personification of the phrase, are these mortal beings! Then
there are some, who have some advanced brains, and they along with the above
mentioned attributes, are either gifted or imbibe a sense in them. This
sensibility makes them liable to earn money and look forward towards their own
“holistic” development. They earn lots, and spend lots. Pretty simple statement
is life to them. It’s the status, capital, and outlook that matters. These are
those bunches of sick heads who are called to be the intelligent mass amongst
the mortals.
There’s an ancient phrase in hindi “andhon men kana raja”. I truly feel, they are the manifestations of
the above kind. To me, they all come under the same category, ignorant fools.
They fight, quarrel, squeal for petty reasons and call themselves to have a
very strong stance. These all “maverick” creatures are just a diversification
of their own false egos, which winds up together in their death pyre.
Indeed there are some, who work for their passion and they
thus deserve to some extent of my respect and reverence. Atleast they have some
foresight and aren’t like the others. Still they all miss out the essence of
their birth.
People claim to have understood me, and i’m confident most
perceive me to be a patient of psychosis, but as the ancient Chinese poetry
goes;
“ i live around the world presuming it to be a dream,
but what if i get up and find life itself to be a dream,
am i not watching a dream within a dream?”
i’m sure most reading this article would not be able to
understand, except a few people with a similar thought process. I don’t like
people much, nor do they like me. It’s a fair deal! Getting lost in my own
thoughts and contemplating life as i see it, is my favourite pass time. It
helps me keep awake all through night and yet stay smiling.
How can people stay content with so much of unknown in this
world? How can people talk so much, as if they have all the knowledge of the
world? How can people judge and criticize someone when they themselves are to
be criticized?
What is it that makes people to go to mountains in search of
within, when everything you need is right in you? It’s so difficult to see within
when the outside is in a mission to uproot your devotion! When people try to
belittle you, and drag you to a position in which they are! What chapter of
morality deals with it? What if the people who call me a lunatic, are
themselves lunatic, the other way around? All of them are lunatic, suffering
from psychotic disorder, and they claim me to be irrational?
I’m sure these questions are those, which none have an
answer, nor can anyone even attempt to answer! Comprehending my behaviour and
criticizing me won’t make the whole scenario to have saved from the chaos. It’s
in such a state that instead of trying to understand me, spend some time with
yourself, know the true you within. And respect life, yours and others! Life is
indeed beautiful; you just need to see from my eyes, and the whole divine
originates from you.
