Everyone I meet today is stressed and angry. Always desperate. Unable to meet the standards that society considers elitist. We all are dying to be tagged elite. Literally. But somehow, we never seem to reach there. It’s like, you hike all the way up but the rainbow shifts to the other mountain. The Optical illusion of success, happiness, satisfaction is never met, but we are still blindly chasing. Stillness in an overwhelming world makes us dizzy like a vestibular motion taking place in infinity.
We aren’t stopping to see or believe that we are being played at everything. From education to food. From housing to healthcare. From jobs to clothes. From political justice to our fundamental right to a clean good environment. Look at everything in our lives!
All that nature gave us for free, are becoming luxuries! Be it water, air, land or the ability to love. All that we don’t need – jewellery, luxurious clothing, expensive addictions, money in itself – is becoming our basic!
The minority who does not want all this is also forced into wanting it. As if zombies, we are hunting down those who haven’t forgotten to live simply and thoughtfully. The way we treat, feel about others (the withdrawns, villagers, small town people, animals, tribals etc.) who do not share or follow our idea of hollow luxury goes on to prove it. Our model of progress means taking away their’s and government & world organisations are applying. As a race, our empathic connection is lost. Their suffering is not our suffering. No one’s suffering is our suffering. We are so brainless that we even ignore our suffering which is inevitable with such epic proportions of ignorance.
At what point did we become so twisted? We are turning but into industrial products…the kind of literates, industrialists sculpted so their motives of endless greed and power keeps rolling. But are we educated?? Do we have the wisdom to distinguish sane from insane?
I doubt most of us are. The truth is – We are a crippled race.
We are an adulterated race.
We are a frustrated suicidal race, that will kill and uproot everything beautiful before it shoots itself maroon and red.
And all that has a cause – Our growing distance from our roots. By roots I do not mean culture or religion but our foremost need to hold some soil in our fists everyday. Earth is our mother and her pain, her joy is ours. This is no flowery poetry. We are designed to flourish & suffer with our planet. In the course of the idea of development we have somehow started to define ourselves as the things we own, our education and our job positions. Don’t you think that we need to rethink of our opinions about success, purpose, development and literacy?
Perhaps, it is needed that we be angry. But we need to be angry for the right reasons.