Monday, August 13, 2012

(The Untouchables) - A Life less Ordinary.


There is infinite grace, harshness and beauty even in an ordinary life - even bruised souls find a connection, a glimpse of the fabric of realities, that is about sex, love and despair. For the impoverished life is layered with a profound sadness – the kind of melancholy that comes from being aware that their life, careers, even children are tainted by poverty. Throughout their life they try to escape this labyrinth which has a bleak centre – bitter sweet, poignant and deeply moving.

There is always an endeavor to get out of this rut and create a better life – like trapped dream walkers they float in a somnambulist state of sleeplessness. Whether their dreams die or if it will be successful is a moot point. Forever alone exploited by the rich 
and state – a seething rage implodes within their character, loneliness and disappointments are the order of the day.

They would wake up the next day, not knowing whether to laugh or cry about their dreams or nightmares, but just shrug it off and get on with their dreary life. They are afraid of their own thoughts and their response mechanism search high and low for a means to escape from themselves.

It is a cruel world that they are trapped in which ultimately breaks their spirits and souls and in the end it kills them as surely as life. There is no end to their misery and the very brave snatch moments of joy, before the timeline dissolves. The caste system which has Indian connotations is prevalent in the world –these are the people who are not part of society, they live on the fringes, they have no position or place in society you cant touch them.

Forming a part, of a shadowy world, left out of the mainstream- loneliness creeps in like the dark night that envelope a city. Only in sleep are their tortured minds allowed to relax and slip through the fabric of misery. So many questions, so many possibilities but none of them an option, careening off in the direction of an azure conclusion,-that ultimate point of truth, where all their desires merge.

Despite the progress and wealth of this unmoving world … everything around their wretched life is stifling, yet in their hearts they are free, blissfully unaware of the enchanting treasures of the world, victims of their own circumstances. Trapped forever, jaywalking through life with dreams for all eternity. _Vinay-

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