We are never free.

We often find society where we live a better place than the prison, but is that really the case? If freedom was the right to do things which one wants to do, then what’s the difference between a prison and the so called free society? Prison is a place where people are stacked for a common reason, a crime. Prisoners try to overcome their loneliness by keeping themselves occupied with certain fancies they cherish. These fancies keep them busy and hopeful about the future and more than anything else, it’s better to be occupied rather than suffering the securities of confinements. Occasionally, depending on the moods of fellow prison mates, the scenario might change considerably but the essence remains the same. To avoid any negative feelings, many people read books and learn new things, that’s how they entertain themselves. There is a daily routine which is predefined for the prisoner before the very arrival.
But is the society any different? Wat differentiates a free society from prison? No matter how the society is defined, it still remains a bunch of humans who are bound together for a common reason, just like a group of prisoners sitting in jail and doing few merry things which keeps them active and entertained. If anyone assumes the that he can let go all his efforts in the free society, he won’t be spared and would eventually land up in a jail where he would be forced to learn ways of working hard. This might get a bit tougher or even worse depending on the scenario. What would happen if someone completes his duties and is committed with his hard work? Would he be jailed? No! Why? That’s because if he was imprisoned for his life, his life would not change. He is already a prisoner of free society.

humiliation

I do bug you all a lot, don’t I? Well there’s always something great about writing and being read by few loved ones. So friends, I want to talk about the insane outburst of emotions which overflow when you get humiliated. A cold sweat drenches down your spine and u start shivering with fear, your forehead starts getting moist and you feel like you are getting choked. You try and avoid your tears, perhaps avoiding them flatters your ego. Sufferings seem endless, heart starts gushing blood in your brain and you get scared like a little baby who just saw the most deadly spider sitting on his tiny fingernails. Yes, the child inside you gets equally scared and feels like running away from the situation and sleeping right next to his daddy perhaps on daddy’s arm. Situations make you feel the worst living being alive in this entire universe and you get tormented by guilt, anger and sadness all at the same time.
Yeah, I agree every humiliation is not same and nor it is bound by any theoretical explanation or formula. But at least it humbles us, makes us see the world from a totally new perspective. Suddenly the world appears to have infinite dimensions and possibilities, there’s too much of data which our brain is unable to handle. This makes humiliation so great, it’s a great learning experience. And you have to pay your taxes in the form of shivers and trauma, but at least you learn something vital.,
Still not convinced? What are all these sufferings worth for? We don’t yet have an answer for this very question, don’t we! Look at all these sufferings and pains we get from a new perspective. I hope we all remember what happened to us when our daddy was driving as fast as he could to drop us in time to our school, we were scared! But we knew deep down inside our heart that we were enjoying the ride! Speed is everything, it kills your ego and tears away your complexes in a jiffy. This is what happens when you get humiliated, it might look a bit scary and fearful at that instance, but at least u enjoy laughing over it when you grow old! You cherish all those memories deep in your subconscious and feel elated. Adrenaline is such a crazy thing, it brings so much of excitement in your nerves, that you forget you were once weak.
So next time when someone is insulting you, don’t try to stop him. Look straight in his eyes and enjoy the ride, let your adrenaline break all the possible limits of excitement and then you will see the worlds new face.

1970's, i love this era

We don’t want to remember the lyrics of songs we hear these days. Perhaps they fail to make an impression on us which is deep enough to reach our innermost tissues. Liking songs and liking them more than anything else are two very different things. Ever wondered why this is so?
Songs we adored in 90’s were actually sung in 70’s and were written in 65’s. this gave singers n their musicians enough time to enhance their music so much that you feel like memorizing the lyrics the first time you hear them. This is quite rare now, every day comes with millions of blooming songs who come n go, they just fail to make the thundering impressions. I need classics, we need classics. Classics which are thundering with the wrath of perfection which was leashed for maybe a century. People have become more like tiny torpedoes, who don’t want to know why they are so ready to be blown to pieces. People don’t want to relish their journey but want to finish it as fast as possible, remember the days when adrenaline rush used to always fill veins and arteries with rage. But now?
Lets note deviate too much from our primary enigma, which was, “where are the classics gone?”. We need to understand the fact that every individual lives for a very short while and in order to make this time worth the effort, one has to put in more efforts. Efforts with the right scence of direction which moulds the society with its execution. Voices travel a lot, they reach places where light can’t pass and this makes music magnificent. I wish I could scream with my arms wide open “let those voices be amplified beyond your imagination, may they shake the earth and south our deepest temptations. Perhaps this is all for today.