An idea taught you to
avoid people who say they love you because their claim of love is not love.
An idea taught you to
deliberately ignore people who claim to love you in their most honest human
form.
An idea became a shelter for those who are
emotionally cold & shunted. Who avoid being intimate at any cost because it
reveals the truth they avoid facing.
A philosophy makes them
so objective that they don't see humans anymore; all they see is biology,
chemistry, physics, and mechanical processes and the assimilation of all of
them.
An idea, a philosophy
that keeps them so busy and occupied that they could deliberately choose not to
be with people who need their closeness as a cornerstone of their life; how far
is it justified?
It is a philosophy that justifies their being
emotionally numb, unavailable, closed, uncaring, and unloving in human ways.
Still, it's available in mechanical ways, like a cold patch of ice in winter,
like a hot iron rod in summer.
An idea took away the
best years of their lives. It sold them the highest ambition and work, at the
end of which they became something but not human. They are not able to feel
anything. They read all philosophers and great literature. They are
intelligent, can compete with AI, can replace a logic machine, are rational,
and are everything but not human. They are a highly sophisticated showpiece
brought from an elitist showroom.
But they are proud of it;
they never had a space for an anti-idea.
They may not feel anything for you, but they
do remember your name. Isn't that great?
They may abandon you when you need them most
or if you challenge their core philosophy, but they read your books. Isn't that
awesome? What could have been better?
That is what happens when
you justify all injustice done in the name of fundamentals. You know something
is wrong, but you own the idea so much that now you become the idea, and you
can't see your existence separate from it. Nothing in you will be left other
than it; it became you, and you became it. You and your ego are one. However,
you started your journey with the intention of separation. But now you are a
fundamentalist, an aggressive extremist.
You know what's your
problem? You have chosen the told path, you trusted someone authoritative more
than yourself, you never dared to carve your path, you are not the only one who
did it, you are just among the 90%, you remember it, you hate it so much, all
your efforts were to be in 1%, but you lost patience & courage while
designing your path, so you choose to follow blindly, it was easier.
But the problem is you
declared your chosen path the only path, your narcissism gets its feed, and it
never lets you see the other way out.
You suffocated, you
cried, but you remained closed & slowly everything died. You became them,
they became you, the superego superimposed itself. All became cold, and no
warmth left.
Now you cry without
tears; you can't love, you can't tell anyone that you love someone, that you want to hold a human hand, you want
to feel a human hug, that you want to sip a cup of tea made by a lover only for
you, that you want a touch of lover on your cheeks, a gentle shoulder massage,
you can't say that now, the one whom you could have said it is removed from
your life by you only long ago because you find him to be of no use to you,
that one is probably dead by now, because he was living for you and you for
idea.
Ideas survive, but humans
need humans to live; your curse is that now you can't die; you will live as
much as the idea lives. You are immortal, and your chosen companions are
immortal, too. You live in a world where there is no weakness, weirdness,
absurdity, or inferiority; all are equal, and everything is fair and justified
as per your ideas and philosophy because there is nobody to disobey because
they are all killed, including your lover.
Beware, it's not a love
story & it's open-ended. You can write your version. You have the right to
do that, but can you do that? As far as I know, you are left with no feelings;
you are enlightened; your definition of enlightened doesn't have such things;
you might need to get it written through AI; try for it; it might be a
best-seller, but I am not going to buy it. Sorry. Oh, sorry, no, sorry, you are
enlightened, so there must be nothing to forgive.
And please don't give
your epic narcissistic reply fed in you by your favourite philosopher. Oh! You
don't exist for me. You know why you left me? Because my conversion was only
90% successful, and the rest was my individuality, which you couldn't stand.
After all, you have specific needs and no compromise on 100; replacing the person
is better. People are waiting to be converted; you would better look for them.
(The article is the subjective
opinion of the Author).