Peculiar human behaviour has left me wondering to bits lately. Absurdity, hopelessness, foolishness, wonder-struck, curious and even manipulative – all together combine to design a human. Aren’t we all trying to be someone twice of what we’re not? Forget who we are for a minute. Oh come on, we all are good at it. And it’s absolutely fine. I believe it’s the shallow who enjoy describing themselves with fancy words. But see what’s funny is that we’re portraying stories of someone else in us way too much. Inspiration is good, but snatching shreds randomly makes a muck.
We’re laughing at what should be mourned over. We’re talking about what should be kept under wraps. It’s creating illusions that put us on another realm where, even if we want, nothing would keep that soul inside us satisfied. These false inspirations, ah!
Then a human meets misery and is shoved into a state; a confusing state. He’s thrashed, he’s forced and is assaulted by his fears. Coming from distorted and convoluted circumstances does that generally. But still look at us humans! See how we manage that crooked smile with a pale gaze from the corner of our eyes in spite of being ripped to shreds from the inside. Strange. More like creep to me. But then, as I said, he’s confused.
One has had enough of struggles till now and ta-da ! there’s a lot more waiting in the future. Toodalooing your fate will display your cowardliness and deep down, you don’t want that. Backing off like this and biting the dust without doing anything constructive wasn’t something we’re destined for!
Acknowledge it, dear reader. Each one has a soft-side. Do something out of that. The world needs it! Degrading others is gonna do no good. But then, y’all love doing what you wanna. Alas!
To sum up what I wrote, ‘perfection’ is not an appropriate term. At least in terms of human. No human describes perfection and zero perfection describes a human. We all are humans, and we’re designed to be flawed. Not to be confused for a curse. If it were, we all wouldn’t have been here. Solace is a struggle, knowledge has a price tag, smartphones glorify relationships, clothes define your character, skin colour tells a lot about you and last, nobody gives even an ounce of damn about your morals. I’ve made it easy. Let’s see how it is figured by you!
– Nivedita Kholia.