I feel an extreme urge to write something, for quite a few days, and u can change those days with ‘centuries’.. as recently I’m finding myself in a fix to measure time. Time has become like a stagnant pool with meteoric changes around it. Is it an oxymoron by the way? Anyway, I’m planning to write this piece impulsively. Now, it’s a difficult thing to do, atleast for me, for words are falling short nowadays. Yes, I’m losing words. They are not making much sense. I have a point here. I think when u don’t have words, don’t use them. Cause, they are costly. Hence one should use it with utmost wisdom. And recently I’ve heard this line of Pinter where he says, “Words are used to keep thoughts at bay.” But still I feel like I’m due of a write up. So my strategy is probably to keep it impulsive, so that whatever contradictory phrases come in my mind, I’ll put it over here through symbols.
So, enough of premises. Let’s get back to work. When you want to write something, or even say something, you need have a story or least, a theme. But I confess over here, I don’t have any stories left to share. Nor do I have a theme to catch your attention, as earlier I’ve said it’s a stagnant pool. Nothing happens, really nothing happens at all. Still, you find that the order of the day is ’CHANGE’. Confusing, isn’t it? No, I’m not trying to synthesize a theme over here. Am simply trying to satisfy my need of writing something. But as Muddy Waters says, “I can’t be satisfied”. So like all my previous unfocused attempts, this too will fail miserably.
People give an impression that I like my Dimma summon negative energy. Point taken. But, here is a reverse theory too. People also give me an impression that they are unnecessary positive too. That means they are trying to subvert truth. But who the hell am I to claim that unlike other mortal souls, I’m the chosen one to carry the banner of naked truth? No, naked is too phony to be used over here. What is truth? Let’s ponder over it for a while. Is it something beyond every single comprehensible word? Or am I trying to project the vague concept of god here (may be, the subconscious have a better understanding of the motive)? Anyway, I think truth is twofold, subjective and objective. When I accuse you subverting my (or should I say, our?) truth, what I’m actually hinting at that, you are mutilating our objective reality. And while doing so, you attempt an overall perversion of my subjective reality. Now it is interesting to note that, I have shifted from the realm of truth to the realm of reality. Are they same? I guess not, but they come close and in occasion they posses contrasting essence. Think of it, you will be able to get what I’m trying to say. As you can see, I don’t want to ruin my thought with inapt words. Reality depends on perspective, truth doesn’t. May be this is a way to demarcate the two apparently same words. But here is a catch. When you give me the ‘excuse’, “Reality depends on perspective”, you are actually alienating an individual from his commune. In fact you are trying to say, “Look, Mister! It’s your mess, you should clean up.” That means your commune’s belief is challenged, hence someone is shown the door. Now see what this someone does. He is an individual first. But he is brought up in a society. Sometimes, he likes it, mostly he doesn’t. But the important factor here is, SOMETIMES he likes it. Now the question revolves around the issue, “Who is going to sacrifice the more, an individual or his commune?” This in turn raises several innumerable questions which will take this write up to a more wayward direction. (to be continued)
