What’s life But A Joke

In these chilly Delhi nights, when i see myself shivering in cold despite wearing 4 layers of clothing while the kid standing beside me goes about his daily job of begging in just one shirt without even a shiver, I am forced to wonder What’s life But A Joke.

In a tribal village deep in a forest in rural Orissa; where we visited upon hearing about a lot of houses been destroyed by elephants; we with our limited resources were able to offer only a blanket,tarpaulin and biscuit packets; While the SDM of the area despite sitting on a pile of resources comfortably announces that it will take atleast 3 months for relief, if at all based upon the survey to be conducted by his men a month after the disaster. The people who want to give have so little and the ones who have aren’t bothered. With a deep sigh there is little else that i can do but wonder: What’s life But a Joke

In a low-income colony in Delhi, as i go around singing patriotic songs along with other volunteers, spreading the message of a newly formed cleaner alternative,urging the masses to rise up and free themselves from oppression, I am forced to think if this is any different from the campaign run 30 years back by JP asking people to vote for his coalition Janata Dal OR if its different from the campaign run 65 years back by the Congress party asking people to seek their freedom. The funny part being the masses have always remained oppressed, the oppressors keep changing colors, It sure as hell makes me wonder: What’s Life But a Joke.

In another market area, while campaigning, i remember laughing at a song being sung by my fellow volunteers for it urges people to choose ย the newer, honest choice. I laughed at the irony and idiocy at the fact that i believe i know better and also, in my belief of knowing the Truth and taking its spread as a personal duty, as if Truth needs me or anyone to be spread. Battling with my own illusions do make me wonder: What’s life But a Joke.

Whenever i start playing games with my own-self in making myself believe that i have to move forward, grow; Whereas deep within i simply know that there is nowhere to go, the only way forward is in a circle and whatever it is that i am seeking, i already am; Yet i refuse to give up the chase. I refuse to give up attempting to control despite having a proper understanding and even experiences of the ease of simply being and believing. There is little left, but to wonder(with a big smile and an occasional laugh): WHAT’S LIFE BUT A JOKE?

Does it(Life) make you wonder too?

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6 thoughts on “What’s life But A Joke

  1. I love your writings… and after reading this I wanted to share: Once, in a past-life regression, I saw myself as a small child in india who was crushed by an elephant… during the regression I became fully awake, but I couldn’t breathe… and it felt like… well, it felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest! There should be more signs in India; BEWARE OF ELEPHANTS ๐Ÿ˜‰ Thank you Nakul ๐Ÿ™‚

    • I don’t know how I forgot to reply on this one.. Apologies for the late reply. Wow.. I would love to know more about the whole idea behind past life regressions, everything around it from you whenever you may have the time. In present day India, the humans are much more dangerous than the elephants.. ๐Ÿ™‚
      Thank you for the kind words, I am happy you felt a strong enough connection to share one of your personal experiences with me. It feels good to be included in someone’s journey, even for a small moment. Take Care.. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. It made me wonder deeply. And as you look outward at others to make your understanding of it, you still can’t put your finger on what is wrong.

    • True.. The only place where we can put our finger on what’s wrong with 100% conviction is within ourselves, no place else do we know it all to be sure of the reason. Even with ourselves, most of the time we don’t know where a particular thought/action has come from and only with increased awareness do we know ourselves. However, nonetheless, if we use the outside to learn the intricacies of the world, that’s also, one of the ways to go about it. ๐Ÿ™‚

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