Saturday, October 22, 2011

Twinkle Twinkle little star.Quo Vadis?

Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are? This simple opening line of the poem is really loaded with meaning and insinuations; about the stars we worship in our life, like talented actors, tragic singers and toxic politicians. We have unwittingly placed them on the starry firmament so that they can dominate others from their lofty perch. When they reach the top they use their charisma, communications, money and their crazy followers to influence others to their distorted news. Their dark side of dealing with people or audiences will not be evident initially, till they reach the top and try to dominate the world with their corrosive fame. They become paranoid that others may try to bring them down from their pedestals and the imposter complex begins to persecute them. This mask is a great escape from their own meaningless, inner desperate emptiness caused by deep insecurities, so deep down they don’t believe that they are as good as their projected image. To try and achieve perfection they become temperamentally complicated and try hard to hide their imperfections. They keep themselves occupied without even a few minutes for introspection and they don’t want to acknowledge their flaws or failings. When confronted they try and blame others and always they find a scapegoat. Their unscripted future layered with narcissism makes their personal loves tumultuous and they battle addictions with alcohol, drugs, failing relationship and are driven to astrologers, soothsayers and charlatan guru’s, whom they can identify with. They cannot let go fame and power and many a fading celebrity tries to make a come back, even after his expiry date. It is lonely at the top and they also realize it is their fans and followers, who are propping them up, yet they often forget this burden they carry and their loneliness becomes an obstacle in understanding the reality. Talent and fame is a heady cocktail but after the initial high their lonely lives are even more poignant. Their struggles are mostly existential but find it difficult to approach it with empathy and their inner voice gets lost in translation. Ultimately they cannot find contentment in their lives despite all the wealth and power, though the hope springs eternal in their hearts. In the end the Armani jackets, Rolls Royce, Hermes, Fancy mansions or luxury yachts cannot help them in crystallizing man greatest dilemma, his relationship with himself. They have shut down their conscience because it was too painful to confront. Behind the veneer of worldly sophistication, they are frightened little souls. –Vinay-

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