It’s the Carnival of Smartasses!! Come on champions; bless
us with the Pristine Suits, Terse Words and Sophisticated Countenance. They
live for it and we die with it. So people sit back on your seats and appreciate
the plethora of emotion-dances and sentiment-exhibitions on the stage. Because
they would perform for you till their last breath just for being patronized.
They were just like you, you meek gullible little ones. But they have brushed
past you and now, they don’t even remember your faces!! They are simply too
good for you.
Here is when some questions come to my mind. Are they the
protagonist of the play that is life or the director? Are they the showstoppers
or the show coordinators? Are the dramatics important or their inside
self? Someone told me few days back that
if you want to live happily ever after, learn to frame your image on others’
mind of what you want yourself to be seen. It hardly matters who you are but it
about what others perceive you to be. I have never been in such a crooked world
before, you see. Is this all real? DO all live their lives like this? Dunno.
But the real question is not this. The real question is… How to deal with this
bizarre world?
We are hypocrites of the extreme nature. And sadists. Humans
have the unfathomable quest to prove that he/she is better than the other. It’s
all about reputation, rank, hierarchy, recognition, fame, money and
self-proclamation. It’s a mad race and the one who can reach the top by hook or
by crook and cloaks the wrongdoings and incompetence by artistry of words and magician’s
deception. Where is the simple world of accepting mistakes, learning from them
and talking to your conscience? All these seem utter bullshit. Life isn’t one
of those Chetan Bhagat’s books and it doesn’t give you a second chance. It’s a
world where if you can’t get things done by being smart, you are very well
allowed to play dumb.
If you are living in real world, you don’t just live one life.
You live multiple lives each with their own assumptions, accomplices, emotions
and fallacies. The trick in the tale is how quick and apt is the way in which
you can shift between your lives in the complexion that you deem fit. It’s like
the firewall stages of your network security and giving right access to the
right levels of your soul. On the core of your soul is the place where after
all, these lives merges into one and this is the place where ice melts, where
birds chirp to drink the elixir and there is music in the air which only you
can decipher and tells a tale very different from what it looks like. That
world is yours. Very own.
So live your life!!! And leave me the way I am. With the
people I am with near my soul. And with my mistakes and stubbornness. I will
find my own path of glory someday.
