There are times when we ask our selves- WHAT AM I DOING HERE, WHY CAN'T I RELATE WITH ANY ONE., WHAT IS MY STRUGGLE, may be its just me. This is something about those strange days and times.
In the background from the speakers some where in a cold winter Night and smell of weed is the air, plays echoes by Pink Floyd. The echoes begin to come, begins a trip, the guitar solo, and the words say -
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide Comes wallowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the where or why
But something stirs and Something tries
And starts to climb towards the light
Albatross are one of the few birds that can hold still in the mid air, it appears as if its doing nothing, as if there is no gravity for it. But its every bone, every muscle, every feather is doing something in order to make it look still. Just because we cant see something it doesn't mean its not there. As I type the next words, at this every second somewhere someone got hurt, someone lied, someone was kidnapped and got raped, someone committed suicide, some one took there last breath, someone parted last goodbyes, someone had there last kiss, someone had there first kiss, for the first time someone is in love , someone got married started their life, a baby took its first breath, somewhere a wondering planet in the deep space exploded, its all happening this very second just because we don't see any of this it doesn't mean its not there.
Somewhere a kid was born, turns two years old mommy and daddy saw every other kid from the block was going to school, lets put ours in one as well, the kid might learn something. Years passed by the kid turns 17, he asked, dad now what?. Reply comes join college. So the kid went on. The kid is now 22 , asks dad now what, reply comes get a job. Kid turns 26. Dad asks, now what kid replies I don't know, get married. Then kid turns 28, his fist child is born. The kids first child turns 2 goes to school, and the cycle begins all over again.
Where does it stop? Every now and then some one tries to do something differently, they say why aren't you like every one else, what people will say, they label him\her as rebels, why? Just because they tried to do something differently. And those Hippocrates fed us "it is ok to be different ", do what you love and the world will follow".
I ask people what is the reason behind PARENTAL UP BRINGING? To teach your child, to prepare them for the future. Because our parents went through the SAME things DIFFERENTLY. All they do is to burden the shoulders of some kid, pilling up expectations; get better grades, the best college, get the best job.
"But no one showed us to the land" as the lines echoed. The things that should be told, were left untold, what is ahead in future, things like some day someone would hurt you for no reason , some day someone would lie to you, someone would use you, you would have a broken heart, you would want to kill your self or someone, you would want to cheat, or someone will cheat you, you would do all those hate full things.
We are just over fed on lies,
clear the clouds of dust, come out in the sun, may be then we could see more clearly.
p.s just think out loud
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