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Absurd Reality

Reality, as they all call it, is an oppression of life. Why do we even label it reality, is it for real? I guess NOT. People pretend to be what they are not; and what they are, they know not. What is so real about it? I don’t know, do you? I guess you don’t. Katherine Anne Porter once said, “Our being is subject to all the chances of life. There are so many things we are capable of, that we could be or do. The possibilities are so great that we never, any of us, are more than one-fourth fulfilled.” This is reality which we human beings are scared to accept. Reality is not the only truth that exists in this universe, indeed it is the only lie and we gladly take it as the only truth. Everything in this world is real, as we may think. Everything we eat, we see, we feel is real, we think. Everything we do is real, we think, is it?

Reality is an illusion, for what we simply think exists plain simply does not, reality is relative, my heart goes out the life that decided to build civilizations upon the very earth which they did not believe existed. A life even they did pay heed to and thus began their quest to reach the heavens above. A heaven which may be a figment of your imagination, a hope towards something substantially better, a hope towards something that may not exist. Is this uncertainty of reality worth the hope? Truth, reality, hope, heaven, hell, none of them existed when the universe came to be. None of us ever thought of taking the right directions, and thus hell was created. Heaven does not exist, till date. It’s just a figment of your imagination. Life’s like that , absolutely sham and reality adds to the misery of it.

Reality bites, and mind starts working in a robotic manner and kills that very heart inside. Every claim of following the heart is counterclaimed. Every effort of overcoming this reality is overcome by the malfunctioning of mind. It becomes a part of the psyche. The machine starts following the codes that are being fed into it, and fails to recognize the voices which used to function it prior. Everything becomes lunatic; everything becomes systematic, following the predefined systems. What you believe is real, what you do is not. They say, “Your thoughts create reality”. I say NO, they don’t. It’s a system, a system of worms crawling in a systematic manner, thus resulting in a body that is you. And yet society finds comfort and sense in what seems as chaos. Complicated lives are the most stable and comfortable for the herds who have no real vision. And thus begins the journey of a lone man who has seen simplicity and non-linearity of life, from the dark to life, from death to life, from the machination of order to the serenity in chaos.

Reality comes into picture when a man tries to overcome his fears of getting rejected through the dreams he once lived. He might tend to chase the road he wants to take, only to fail through the fears walking side by side. “University does not and shall never allow this”, he says. “Whatever he believes is stupid, what he does is not”, they say. “The day you’d start listening to the voices in your head, you will be the man you’ve always wanted to be”, we say. Relativity between reality and absurdity is undefined, still for us, it means the same. Reality is not the only phenomenon which may act as the savior of mankind, but yes the way we are handling it, it has become what we never wanted it to be, absurd as ever.

For the entire cycle you live, reality is the only force which acts through your mind, giving you the thoughts of no use, thus entering you into a whole new dimension of this cycle which may have never existed given the fact that reality were never into the picture. Via the distant mindless hopes, the bird tries to fly around, for an escapade from the ridiculed reality, analyzing the wrongs and rights throughout the journey. What to take and what not, is an individual decision he may take. Whether drink from the bucket, or from the lake, is an individual notion. Sky is limitless, and so are the ideas of life. Wandering into the absurd realities serve no real purpose. Why do you need to rely on reality while you have some blue and white walking side by side?

© Akshay & Rahul