Monday, December 7, 2015

To What End?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be at the pinnacle of your success having achieved everything that you have always wanted after working hard for years together? Some of us could have already reached there. Some of us could be on our way.

But have you ever wondered what next? What would you do after achieving your goal?

And (god forbid) if you do not achieve said goal, to what end are you going to strive for it? What are you willing to sacrifice to achieve your goal? Happiness? Sleep? Food? Intellect? A Kidney?

If your life goals include living peacefully like a Saint, in the woods away from civilization and meditating, I would respect you but call you selfish.

If your life goals include living off the grid on a remote island in a cabin powered by renewable resources, I would envy you and call you selfish.

If your life goals include buying a plush 2BHK flat in South Mumbai amidst all the population and pollution, I would adore you, patronize you and be jealous of you. But what I would not do, is call you selfish!

Because, deep down I want the same thing.

Who am I? You might ask. I am your beloved Society.

Yes, the same Society that judges people all the time, every time.

The same Society that prays for Paris but are not willing to pray for Chennai because no Facebook filter.

The same Society who sees a 'dog' but calls it a 'BIG DRAGON WITH FIRE BLOWING CAPABILITIES WITH A SWORD AND A SHOTGUN AND A NUCLEAR BOMB AND JON SNOW ALIVE.'

The same Society that has the memory of a goldfish.

Or wait. Is that the Media? Some would argue how Media tells nothing but the truth. Yeah, buddy. Sure. Try telling that to Amir Khan.

Information acquiring and distribution is a very lucrative and manipulative business worth billions of dollars. News can make or break a billion dollar company just with the right set of words.

Considering all the vulnerabilities our world could fall into due to News Media, it should be a very restrictive business. Awarded only to those channels who are worth portraying quality news. But that is not the case because every other news channel out there churn out their own story.

Marketing giants are doing the same thing. I mean, marketing experts and business leaders would even try selling you a banana peel under a glorious brand. Probably tell you its 101 uses and make you buy a single banana peel for 100 rupees. Then they would offer a sale for 70 rupees a banana peel and yet people will run to showrooms to buy said glorified BANANA PEEL!

People are not minions, you cannot convince them to buy Banana peels. Come to think of it, even Minions would not buy Banana peels. This was way off topic.

My point being, to what end are we going to live this monotonous life and work to attain materialistic pleasures?

To what end are we going to tolerate this uneven distribution of wealth?

To what end would you spend all the money that you have?

To what end do you think a billion dollars matter in an infinite universe?

We are living in a metaphorical bubble. A bubble made out of titanium, wealth, riches, cars, bikes, mobile phones, diamonds and supposed happiness that one cannot simply burst by living inside it. This metaphorical bubble has a door which opens and lets you experience eternal truth only when you agree to give away your earthly possessions, to experience euphoria. No, I am not asking you to go buy psychotropic controlled substances in exchange for the wealth. All you have to do, is die. Yes, that simple.

But here's the catch, no one wants to die yet wants to attain euphoria. What do you do when you want to achieve euphoria yet no death? You get back in the bubble.

Everyone of us in this bubble.

The real question is, To What End?

P.S.- If you are a recruiter reading this, I did not mean any of the above sentences. I would love to work in your company. Also, I would gladly take off this post if you want me to. Pbbht, I'm just an average dude looking for a job.

P.P.S - Regular readers, ignore the Post Script and think AGAIN.

Alright people, until next time.