The Absurdity of Life is an essay written and shared by Sourodip Ghoshdastidar to The Ugly Writers under the theme After The Storm for the month of June.
The Absurdity of Life
The days turn into nights, nights turn into days, and then poof, you’re gone. Just like you came into this world, you are gone one fine day. What was it all for then? You are Jolly, well to do and all is fine. One day panic strikes you. You realize that the need for more and more pleasure and happiness has no end. What had brought you pleasure and happiness once upon a time gives you no more. You chase for more happiness and more pleasure…until poof… you’re gone. The best alternative you have is sleeping throughout the day to escape the Haunted feelings of impending doom.
Humans are truly monotonous. On a broad scale, we are doing the same thing that our ancestors used to do: eat, sleep, and reproduce. There are no advancements on that front. The schools teach us never to question things: take everything at face value. This has created a herd of sheep which are characterized by having a fake feeling of superiority of ‘knowing more’. That’s funny. Google is already there-we don’t need you anymore. We need questioning minds- who want to delve their brains to question every ritual, every law, every doctrine out there, and find out the truth for themselves. Problem is, people like these qualities are hard to find…and they are ridiculed by their fellow humans for being different. Why, I myself was bullied by my peers in school. Traumatic phase it was, but it did give me the yearning to prove them wrong and I think I was pretty successful at that. I pray that my fellow outliers have the courage to believe in themselves and just not care about the status quo. People can brainwash you into believing that you can do nothing, whereas deep within you, lurking is a lot of potentials, waiting to awaken. Take care of yourself and remember: the truth will reveal itself to you when the time is right.
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