
I have always felt like a puppy dog barking in front of a lamp post waiting for it to leave. The lamp post is the stubborn society in which I live in and the puppy represents the sad state of an individual in this madhouse. I am an integral part of this mayhem contributing to its complications and ironically I want to run away from it.
Nopes! I do not listen to my parents, my friends , my relatives, my teachers , the police, the laws, the rules, the shopkeepers, the traffic signals, the doctors, the advertisements, the films, the saints, the scriptures, the sages phew..
HA H A who am I kidding... I listen to all of them .. everyone of them and every conditioned cell of my brain listens to what has been taught since the monkeys decided to evolve or may be since the amoeba decided to crawl ≈≈≈≈Ω
I wanted to be an astronaut or was it an astrologer? then a doctor, no I was too scared of blood, a school teacher and then my kannada teacher hit me on the knuckles and I decided never to teach, I wanted to be a singer I never got a note in place, I had a loud voice and would argue till people got tired of life ... soooooo I wanted to be a lawyer...All the films, yes all the films glamorize the profession of a lawyer. Should I blame it on John Grisham? It is a different thing that I am a professional dancer now.. I have been for almost ten years and loving it... I was actually enticed by the dance on television, the costumes and all that jazz to be honest.
The world is full of misleading things. They are packaged with glitter and fame waiting to hypnotize you into becoming a bakra of one kind or another.
All my friends are married... well almost. I did not go to my college 5 year reunion simply because I could not force myself to have conversations about kids, husbands or being lawyers.
I do not go to weddings, receptions, naming ceremonies, death ceremonies, anniversaries .. because all these events simply seem to have been schemed by the society to trap unmarried people into marriage.
Nothing... Absolutely nothing in this society makes sense... How much can I resist? Can i run away from it? Where do I go to? It is in my genes... my blood and my animal self... I am social being ... tell me why ? why? why?
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