Imagine a fool who has been sentenced to life. He is to be hanged at an ordained hour that has been determined by somebody he doesn't even know. The fool that he is, blindly accepts the sentence like he has no other option. He sees the inevitability of death and decides to convince himself that this is best for him. He spends a lot of time imagining all the nice things that afterlife will bring. He is almost happy to leave the world when, just before he is hanged, he is told that he will have to live. The poor fool now has to learn to pretend that living is the best option he has!
Can you imagine the plight of the fool going through this procedure multiple times, swinging between hopes of life and death each time?
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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Nicely written!
I am so much like the fool. I have always been indecisive and I am fine with anything that comes along. It is definitely not good doing things this way, but I am not utterly convinced that it is bad either.
What is the point here ? The indecisiveness or the futility of our lives ?
Anyways here's another story. Imagine a fool who has been sentenced to life. He is to be hanged at an ordained hour that has been determined by somebody he doesn't even know. He refuses to accept this fate, kills the judge who pronounced his fate, kills also the person who decided his time of departure. Only to find at the end that nobody wants him alive, or worse still, his being alive or dead makes no bloody damn difference ?
Now there's a fate worth killing for !!!
Was it not better to live a life of pretense ? Atleast you are important enough to be wanted dead.
@genius
This one was not about the futility of our existence :) It is about choices and we/I (don't) make in life. The way we/I disguise my whims under the cloak of rationality. The way we/I just let things happen with a resigned acceptance. with no passion. without wanting to be responsible for any decision made. What I wanted to say was that the uncertaintly and the fear of it might be responsible for this. passionless to the point of being unromantic. :) surely you are better off!
@sandhya
fools- we all are.
i agree. it is my boon and my bane. it protects. it destroys. :(
am i really ? :)
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