Have we become a race which finds solace in sadness? Well, not the whole race yet but a quite a number have joined this cult and some don't even know yet that they have a life time membership to the Club of the Gloom-doom. But what makes us this way, it ain't natural to find sadness more comforting then happiness? In my 'uninformed' opinion I think we are turning towards opposite side since we are too engrossed in running after something or the other, we want something new everyday and then we get to the full blown operation of hoarding. Sometime we are successful at it and many times we are not. In this race to accumulate more and more we end up losing a lot, and then after a while losing becomes a part of the activity of winning over something new; but somewhere deep down the things/people that we end up losing (that may be more precious that current object of our of desire) hurts us more than the happiness we get out of conquering the new stuff. So the net is pain and not pleasure. But repeatedly practicing this losing game we become pro at it and then we don't even know and we are on the other side. The side where happiness is not happiness and sadness is not sadness...
Blank is the feeling and not so blunt are the words... Its like a gypsy with no mission and no where to reach, he only arrives and he only travels not chasing anything. No dreams to follow but is still a dreamer, no highs to reach but is still a bird that flies high. This he chose by choice but is felicity in sight? Its a question not only the gypsy but we all ought to ask. Its dubious, the answer; and makes him diffident on rationality of existence... Another gloam arrives and again the rage of the seeker is choked a little more...
deva re deva...kitna sochti hai re!!
ReplyDeletehoney the more one thinks about these things, the impact keeps on coumpounding -- from the initial subtle to the more traverse (read depressing)
Dont Grow Up!!