Liberation

I splashed my face quite a few times ,maybe there was something more than sleep that I wanted to get rid off but water cannot help you wash away despondency to which I was newly acquainted with, it’s  such a strange place to be in where fey things point and laugh at your unusual ways of dealing with the daily facts, unusual ways of finishing chores, unusual ways of being unusually unusual. I found the mirror but the image wouldn’t follow, it points and bursts into mute fits of laughter, I found it quite comical too.

There were earthen chains bounding his feet and his hands were cracked, he had bloodshot eyes and I could see the amount of pain in his mirth, the crackling of chains but I could hear and they made it sound like the saddest music that my ears had ever witnessed. I cried with him until I ran out of tears and  till my eyes were in acute pain and my throat was parched.

I assumed a fault and I asked him the reason, he mouthed that birth was the cause there was no other treason, he knelt and begged to set him free but I realized my helplessness, I was weaker than I ever could be. I just closed my eyes and heard so many voices ,many of foes, many vices but amongst all one was the most firm, it was the call of the morning bird which nests on the tree beside my window, it bellowed the dark away and beckoned me with authority, I followed it and it took me to a pool whose surface jeweled with clarity. I drank to my heart’s content, my throat was no more parched. I looked into the pool and the man returned a smile , he then stood and spread his arms again and I dived.

The Mocking Turd

The point I step out of my humble abode, all I could hear about is people ranting about the social anomalies and the desperate need to find cures, a bunch of wussies, wetting their cunts by politically stimulating foreplay. Is being or posing as an intellectual the “in thing” these days that everyone is hell bent on trying being sensible nowadays or is it  just a part of growing up where we try to tame our primordial instincts by forcing a transition to turn into a subtle and gentle slave of acceptance. I feel like ripping my hair off my skull when I’m between these pansies riding high on their quest to become a condescending douche that could look down upon the other and feel good about himself/herself by showing the other person down.

Gone are the days of discussing each others sexual exploits and amorous adventures in a general meeting of friends, exploits of the latest Operating Systems for their mobile phones are discussed instead, majority of them would just have a superficial knowledge of the subject which they have acquired half-heartedly to be part of the conversation. The fear of being left out and becoming the social pariah has overshadowed our originality

. This is what we have achieved in the name of development and evolution. My heart just breaks to see that how uninviting and cold their hearts have become , we would have never in our wildest of dreams imagined that this would become of us but here we are stabbing each other with words sharper than blades and letting our souls bleed in the process.

Just the other day I visited a very interesting page on Facebook: the purpose of this page was to give people a platform to confess and speak what they could not in the real world without their identities being disclosed ; a very nice concept indeed but people go to such depths to fill the void of their empty lives, the guy who manages the page leaves a note at the end of every confession in an attempt to belittle the confessor and treating himself with an immense high of egoistic assurance that he/she is better than that person and axiomatically has the right to throw a handful of scorn at the poor unprivileged bastard. It’s all fun and games according to this new breed of internet bullies.

That is just one of many unfortunate instances, I have faced many in my days, over lack of intellect, choice of music, not being quick-witted and what not, I guess being the “nice-guy” is not “in” nowadays, you need superficial displays of your abilities to be socially acceptable and if you don’t you’ll surely be bullied and made to eat dirt. The heart of man is becoming colder by the day and it wouldn’t be much time before hell freezes over. ;)