Interpreter of Maladies
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
its free verse-I am in a bad mood and this just HAPPENEDA mind which exists without fear-
which is evanescent, and celebrates its mortality
where thoughts are unbounded-
no place for adjectives like acceptable and "politically right".
I lived in such a world, not far back in time
and now, what remains, is only a memory
Its not that I hate conformists
not that I think being true is something everyone can afford
but I am amazed at the decadence that has seeped around me
free will is demonized to conform to hollow ideals
Big words and bigger dreams with no surface under the feet
It's like producing robots in an institutional factory
I wish I could escape to the nothingness of my world
the world where I lived, not far back in time
of which, what now remains, is only a memory
When you are young, you imagine the world to be limitless
that you can fly across oceans through the shortcuts of your mind
that you can reach out across horizons
and never turn to look back at the stretches of time
you fight with life till you have the power to resist
and once you succumb to compromises, there is no looking back
and you become just another pedestrian in the crowd
the thing thats strangely funny is that
we are producing pedestrians in innumerable numbers
and crushing free thought as best as we can
I think I once read in some footnote somewhere
"where there are no differences, there are essentially no opinions"
are we slowly becoming an opinionless world, a world which has stopped questioning itself for the fear of being contradictory
or are we becoming really numb with facts/pains/reality and now just want to live in a consensual fantasy.
