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a road of forgotten and veiled dreams,
sometimes slowly, sometimes gaily,
sometimes lost, sometimes profound,
I walk a road of unknown mysteries,
fervently finding my way through the endless path.....
Showing posts with label paradox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paradox. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Hidden, screened, walled - the real us!


To be natural is such a very difficult pose to keep up”.  Oscar Wilde

Have you ever been to a party and managed to be genuinely yourself? Without adjusting your tie or smoothing off your hair. No apprehensions when you walked, no mental counter checking of the words spoken or no suppression of overwhelming desire to laugh? I am sure most of the socially conscious people are able to understand the underlying meaning and will respond in negative. We all try to appear as the most ‘culturally sophisticated’ beings in a social gathering and neglect our ‘real selves’ entirely for a while.
And that’s precisely what happens when we sit in front of our PC and chit chat with a stranger, a colleague or even a friend on a ‘social platform’. Maybe our mental attire alters more than physical one but there are changes nonetheless.

Scientific studies too point out that a person is most comfortable when he is alone, amidst his own self or with people extremely close to him. And his level of ease declines when the number of people in his vicinity increases. Then how can one except his mind to be in a state of tranquility and natural true self in front of virtually a whole wide world??!!
The fact is that our brain automatically starts manipulating itself so as to ‘fit in’ the moment we type in www i.e., World Wide Web.

So much so for the ‘sub conscious’ state of mind.

Now, coming to the ‘conscious’ mortal chatting or putting up ‘updates’ on the various social networking sites.
Majority of us put forward our best foot much similar to how we act in our real lives when going to a marriage or a party, your first day at college or on a newly secured job. We tend to pick out the most apt words and present ourselves as a gentle, liberal friendly guy/girl even though our own genuine self maybe poles apart.
There is another class of people who believe in the mantra that virtual world is a place to crib and so they tend to pile up all their melancholy via various updates and uploads. These people are generally the ones who either suffer from an extremely low self-esteem or aren’t well adapted to the highs and lows of a life in reality.
Then there also exists a group of morons who are a malaise to the ‘virtual world’ identical to the ones we encounter in reality.

The point is that ‘whatever be the class of people, they are neither consciously nor sub-consciously themselves on any part of the World Wide Web’.

Reasons could range from our extreme dependency to easy popularity gained on social platforms. Plus it often happens that when we meet people in bone and flesh , imperfections are bound to appear while on the contrarily virtual media conceals all such human faults so the idea of faking perfect identity is not just more luring but also a sort of necessary gesture.

As Eddie Murphy said “All men are sculptors, constantly chipping away the unwanted parts of their lives, trying to create their idea of a masterpiece”.
The problem is the too much of sculpting can create even greater and more prominent flaws.

Such identity crisis is dismantling the idea of ‘being human’ and relations seem to loose their essential flavours.  Unconsciously, sub-consciously and more often consciously we are engaged in preparing a ‘tasteless curry’ without emotions and reality has already taken a back seat.

I began by quoting the great Oscar Wilde, and now I would like to end it by another quote of his:

“One's real life is often the life that one does not lead”.

In the tech savvy era of ours this quote somehow seems to make a lot more sense. Don’t you think so?

PS: this is an old post which couldn't get posted on my blog due to some reasons. 



 

Sunday, October 6, 2013

The Paradox.

 The working of nature is paradoxical.
Universal yet so unique.
Defy each other on one hand and connect on the other.
They are determinative yet absolute.
They remain revealed yet so mysterious....just like our relations...

When two people meet, little do they know what their entwined destinies hold in for them.
It usually unfolds to elements unexpected and surprising. The ones which seem to have lasted forever, leave too soon and those who are supposed to part ways on the very next turn, walk along a lifetime.
 The path maybe any but a relation, specially the strong ones bring in their share of sorrows and disappointments. Not that they don't bring in joys and pleasures but when you falls back on the memories, the darker hues somehow are more eye catching and heart wrenching!

Sufferings are inevitable. Inevitable and necessary.
Necessary for growth, necessary for acclimatisation- within and without.
If a sapling wouldn't live through the hardships, the sun and the rain, will a strong and sturdy tree ever be able to exist?
If a child isn't taken out of the house, will he be ever able to rise as a responsible and sensible adult?
We all know this yet we forget.
We forget that even our relations follow a similar path. If it won't suffer, it won't grow and things which cease to grow, die. They can't breathe or see or feel.

But suffer how long or how much? Aren't our relations meant to bring us peace and love?
Why not better be alone when all you are greeted with is a gift of suffering?

Suffering in the form of longings, expectations and dependency .
Why this terrible need of loving being loved, being heard and needed back?
Why these never ending array of expectations?

And while you read it, you will wonder why am I so confused. Agreeing and denying my own words. But that's how our minds work too. Paradox. We create and destroy. Believe and disbelieve. Praise and ridicule.Love and hate.Remember and forget.

Everything is interconnected. Interconnected yet so disintegrated.

How do we explain it? Is it like the good comes with bad? or it is that without light there is no dark? Is it like without night our days cannot be completed? or it is like without death our life would be meaningless? 

All I can see is contrast all around. 
Not shades of grey but white and black all around.

A real catch- 22 situation to be in! Do you visualize it too or does it remains unseen?  



paradox again!