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Monday, August 10, 2009

are we for real?

i was just discussing with my friends...

my parents have a few photographs, but are able to relive the exact moment in each one of them..
i have thousands, but dont remember most of the moments..

my parents go on trips once a year or less, but can remember all their days on the outing..
i go out every weekend, but am unable to register any of it..

my parents used to see movies once a month in their youth, & the memories lasted a lifetime.
i see one every other day, but fail to get entertained by any one..

this seems to be the case with an entire generation - the one living in excess: excess of money, food, entertainment, time, & what not... there is no real struggle, no need to conserve anything: time, energy, money, environment... we are just big time spenders.

the worst part is that all this excess fails to make us happy, & maybe one great proverb says it all: KEEP IT SIMPLE, STUPID!

I am not sure of this lifestyle anymore - the more i have, the more i crave for. Its an unending abyss of demand & supply, one into which the entire world seems to be spiralling. Happiness is a commodity beyond the means of an entire generation for the first time. We seem to be trading it in futures, and the future is always tomorrow! never today, never now.

I remember a poem from my childhood, where i thanked God for the food, my parents, my friends, my life.. Today, i dont believe in God, i take food for granted, my parents as a given, my friends as ever-changing travellers in a journey, and my life - i don't even know the meaning of my life... am i here to accomplish something? anything? does my life mean anything? 

everything interests me as does everything bore me.. its a self-defeating aim to want something, to get it and to want something else after that... its a self-contradictory happiness to reach somewhere and then to want to be somewhere else...

To my reader, don't dismiss me as a sadistic / depressed guy. I feel perfectly happy on most days of my life, but i don't remember it! What use is a happiness that i cannot recollect, cannot relish, cannot preserve in my memories.. a dialogue in Ghajini says: SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS! Is that what we are suffering from? memory loss- short & long term both? or is it just a dissatisfied & spoilt lot of kids turned into adults but havent realized that yet?

Is maturity at stake or has the its definition changed? Is satisfaction unattainable or are we unable to feel satisfied? is the pace of life too fast & blinding or are we insecure in our own world? are we all accomplished beings or  is success just a beta phase?

In many ways, Dev-D is an apt portrayal of a generation at a loss of understanding itself, forget understanding the world around them...

maybe im an old-timer to say that our ancestors had enough time & peace of mind to understand not just themselves, but their surroundings & the necessity of convserving them. We are just a bunch of brats bent upon destroying everything that comes to our notice..

let me say no more, R.I.P.

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