Friday, October 26, 2007

Life of Meat

It takes a life to make a plateful of meat. Meat consumed is life consumed, and meat wasted is life wasted. Even if meat is not wasted, life is wasted. But if meat is wasted, life is doubly wasted.

Man too is edible. He sells best of his time, best piece of his body, everyday only to prolong the torture. What a degrading bondage wrapped in consolatory poetry!

Someone slips on bed and someone is born. Someone slips on road and someone is dead. A whole drama sandwiched between two gratuitous slips! Existence: cosmic joke! Desires, hopes and plans on one hand the cold stare of futility on the other! Important, serious, and worthless. Meaning of life scattered on slippery roads!

A disposable unit of a machine which runs for selfish reasons. An insignificant means to a ridiculous end. Identical dreams in identical cubicles. And identical delusion of being different! Of being indispensable!

Suicide - absconding from prison; but prison has surplus inmates to run its mills. It doesn't remember escapes. Its gates are open. Slavery is the most popular choice.

Temporary insanity and sustaining comfort of oblivion. Hobson's choice - Accept the absurd. And back to the mill. Over.

2 comments:

Braveheart said...

You need to take a break Abhishek. This is simply too much a thought for a human brain to churn out. Your braincells must be burning. I suggest you go to Kerala. Nice place, all green and somewhat misty. It'll do you good! Go take a break man!

-- Akshaya

Abhishek* said...

My team lead asked me do something. Half an hour later she says that she was wrong and she actually had to give a different task to me.

That made me think about those wasted 30 minutes. 30 minutes gone unaccounted! Whole life will go unaccounted, in such small-small unaccounted parts!

Drudgery makes you depressed, esp when you realize that what you do is drudgery.

In Kerala we will waste our life in our own way - and that's to live my dear. :)