A rich coffee in my hand, an omega in
my wrist, Jimmy Cho resting beneath my feet and a hidesign by my side, I lay there in
the shades of Gucci looking into the world in low contrast, and know what, I
seem contented!! Yes, I am in fact I was. But now? I am in awe! Awe of
realization? Awe of harsh truth? Awe of utter reality it is. All I was in well
sheltered cocoon of ignorance that I now see what it is to view the world
without my Gucci shade. I thought my duty to myself was the ulterior thing that
my life demanded but there are things way beyond my star studded dictionary of
happiness and contentment.
When I was a little girl, I saw only
the dew on the edge of the thorns, felt the serenity after a thunder-storm and
sensed the change as leaves fall by. Consider it a blessing or a curse, I could
feel only the goodness around me and stay ignorant to echoes of melancholy.
Whatever colours I saw through my eyes were doubled and produced a play of
rainbows infront of me. So engrossed was I into this good seeing of the
surroundings that I somewhere lost myself to the quagmire of self-obsession and
self-contentment. I was lost in ME! Slowing from my 365 summer days, I was
exposed to the harsh winters. And only then I started realising the world is
not how I always have perceived to be the world of goodies and no baddies.
Times have changed, so have people and their thoughts. It is not like the same
old Hazarika Borta (an Assamese word for uncle) stopping by to give an orange from his sac or like Saikia Khuri (an Assamese word for aunt) calling out
from her porch to tease me while I was busy making my sand-house. Gone are
those days of care and love one showed for one another. With the evolution of
man himself, came the evolution of everything around and it has been showing
its impact on its course of flow. It is now being called poky if a neighbour
asks his next neighbour how he is, congratulates him on his promotion or even sympathizes
him at his loss. Had Louis Armstrong been alive today, he would have sung,
“What a pathetic world....”!!!! Perhaps even William Henry Davis realised it
long back, when he said it in his poem, “We have no time to stand and stare” I
would call this evolution the evolution of greed in man. The greed in man has
lead to the invention of engine, sent manned and unmanned mission to outer
space, and the quest to earn the bits of paper, which we call as the monetary
treasure. The more this treasure, the more
secure are we in today’s rising economy of petrol hikes and frequent blackouts.
It is an achievement if we can celebrate well with our friends in 3 star paying
no heed to those kids who go to sleep without a morsel for days. We are
disinterested in politics because we feel it is corrupt and we do not want to
waste our time in discussing which minister took what and what went wrong. But
to raise a simple thought, are we not a part of the government? The
constitution has clearly said, it is a government by the people, of the people
and for the people but I wonder how many of us are aware of who the power
minister is or who the defence minister is. If this is the condition of the
negligence of the youth, how are we going to prosper and change the system that
has been going wrong throughout the way? There have been incidences of national
security and threat, but how many of us are really worrying about the threat
posed on us. We are so well studded in our comfort zones of Honda City, Armani
and ipad, that we feel no friction of such threats.
I too till yesterday was in my Gucci
and Hidesign by my side, but now what has dawned on me is hard to realise and
would go late if unrealised. It is high that that we, the mango people of
today’s world come out and raise our voice in matters of politics, governance,
economy, national security and poverty. If unrealised, it would soon be trend
of accepting faults and there would be no scope of raising our voice for the
things we believe in is true and the entire concept of the formation of the
government as stated in the Constitution of India would go bizarre.
