Illusions, Delusions, Confusions…
The illusion of sunshine in an overcast sky, the delusion of going ‘this way’ or ‘that way’ and confusion of aims in an unprecedented lucid state of mind. Life is indeed ironical the way it may sound after reading the title and the opening lines of this text. One moment life seems to be blooming but the very other moment it is glooming, glooming for it tends to drift towards severance, uncertainty and don’t know what else is on the list. The list that is not just brutal but sweet yet blended with brutality of enlightenment.
I am on the crossroads once again and this time the heart is wailing, ailing and also complaining for it thinks it deserves anything but the sword that is put to his throat tonight. Not to my surprise, the heart doesn’t choose to give up this time too. It constantly revolts, fights back and wins this ever-going battle of hearty yet HURT-Y deeds. Even if life is a cakewalk, my feet sink in the icing when I tend to sprint way faster than the pace chosen by an average thinker. When I say icing, I am pointing towards the mush that once appears in our lives and at occasions disappears without warning – leaving us in a DELUSION.
Talking of ILLUSIONS, in these barren fields the mirage of cheer amidst the glittering tear leaves me in an illusion. These illusions on their own spell the credibility and myriad nature of life. Raking the good times, forsaking those that are bad – I embrace this definition of life and decide to move on. As I walk on, I testify the fact that life is not about minutes but moments for only the one who cherishes ‘moments’ can in real sense, sense the true sense of sensitivity and yet be sensible when it comes to be sensitive. Wow! It seems like I can still romance with words and make love to my writings and taste an unmatched orgasm that stays on forever.
I am CONFUSED as I talk of CONFUSIONS here. It happens because I find no sole roots that hold my confusions deep in my mindset. In fact the confusions are a byproduct of the delusions and illusions, wrote about above. As I witness illusions, linger in delusions, my mind is hit by everlasting confusions. Finding no solution, the psyche hit by occlusion, I in the court of morality give my verdict on life. Bid adieu the wailing heart, prevailing tears – Embracing the joy sailing on the tides of laughter and love; the laughter that overrides all worries and ‘ions’ I have talked about right above!!
At the end like all other writings I say – Love and Be Loved… I mean BELOVED!!
Akhtar… The Glowing Lamp
February 20, 2010
