Monday, May 15, 2006
Devoid
I go on and on about myself and my meandering musings. Day after day and post after post; filled with intertwining redundancies, judgmental opinions and the occasional self loathing comment, but carrying eternally unending attitude. One might even go so far as to presume that I am conceited. But I do think. I do think beyond myself.I make no pretense of being socially conscious or whatever you want to call those people who voluntarily visit villages in Ethiopia or some other dark corner of the earth and return carrying videos brimming with living, walking, talking horrors. Or even those who spare change for the guy without legs who sits outside the hardware store. I am not one of those. (Just for the record, he was not in a war or anything like that)
A lot of people, if asked “So, if you could live your life again what would you change about it?” would stare into space for a few seconds while they think they’re thinking or want you to think that they’re thinking, then grin back at you and say “Nothing!” I’d probably be tempted to do the same too. Yeah, walking down the street on a Saturday evening, painted faces all around and I’m wondering how the girl ahead could have such a perfect ass. Life is sweet.
But what about the guy who can’t walk and admire beautiful booty because he’s too busy collecting coins outside the hardware store? Oh and did I mention he can’t walk? What about the guy, nay people, who don’t know what I’m saying, who have never read my blog… who cannot access a computer… who don’t know a computer… who couldn’t use a computer because they have no electricity… who couldn’t read this because they cannot read… who never learned to read because they were more occupied with trying to get a single meal in a day or perhaps even three…?
I don’t know.
For those of you who didn’t use the answer illustrated above, what will it be? “I would start investing earlier.” “I wouldn’t get married!” “I’d get that managerial degree…” “I’d leave this damn country before I reached thirty!” Don’t even get me started with the comparisons here.
Who knows? Who cares? Of course everyone cares when the topic comes up at a dinner party with loudmouthed uncles who like to stand in the center of the living room and gesticulate with gusto in front of all the aunties. But once the drinks are done and dinner has gone past dessert and everyone has driven home in semi-stupors, who among them still care? Nobody. And I don’t blame them. Why would you think of a far removed world, when yours is spinning just fine?
I don’t either. The only time I’ve thought of the legless fellow was when I wrote this. Twenty minutes later I don’t think he was on my mind anymore (phew!) And unless you belong to the small class of people I mentioned in my opening paragraph, you’re the same as me. But that’s okay; I’m not judging you… today.
I dislike the hedonism and overstated extravagance that often tends to follow large accumulations of capital. I hate when a sense of gratitude does not come with the package.
Sure, I understand that when you’re disassociated from certain aspects of the world its hard to think of them, let alone imagine the circumstances. Disassociated even though paths intersect at any given busy traffic junction, I might add. Ask the children who sell those colouring books.
I’m not asking for anything from you. I don’t run a charity nor do I subscribe to any. In fact, if you ask me, there’s a Charity Fatigue Syndrome going around. There are so many of them for so many reasons nowadays that people are beginning to give even less of a shit than they did before. I’ve said what I wanted to and now I can’t find a closing line. (I was going to write a song today!) So I’m just going to stop here.
If you were able to read this then you already have enough reasons to be grateful. So whichever God you pray to, thank him in sincerity that you’re not one of those who will be re-forgotten once everyone who reads this post is done reading.
Air Supply – Goodbye
The Divinyls – I touch Myself
1 Comments:
Anonymous, at 2:06 AM, June 10, 2006
Don't just stand there with your mouth open... say SOMETHING dammit!
u r so clear in ur thoughts! r u sure u dont want to change nething?
and this one too...shows that u r MCP! now dont ask me why n how!
- u know who!