Me..(Dec 19, 2005)

Me..
This is something I wrote for a friend's college application. I realised, as I wrote down my ideas, how much of my own self I was penning down. I like it. This is me..yeahhhh. Me as of now or probably it is just now that I found expression. anyways take it as it is...

I certainly am not a machine nor do I resemble any of those modern gadgets which perform tasks on the flick of a button. I am also not the Tin Man from the “Wizard of Oz” who discovers that he cannot cry because he does not have a heart. I am me because I think and react my own way. I don’t let anyone tell me to “do or die” and not to ask “when and why”. And let not anyone think that I am Fidel Castro or Hugo Chavez, challenging the world so defiantly. I am “but a mere mortal” defending my place in the scheme of events that runs the world today.

I am that earthling who witnesses not just “that rising of the sun” and “the setting of the moon” for my underestimated intellect can grasp much more than just that. I see the toiling peasant and the loitering hooligan. I watch the servile clerk left with no choice but to wait on one nod of the higher ups. I hear people discussing my life and my being; my beliefs being made a mockery of. I hear emphatic declarations by people who, I am told, decide my fate. I watch jet fighters zooming past overhead turning my world into rubble. I see nations coming of age and others sinking into the throes of doom; I see the rise of Power and the fall of Reason. I feel the world spinning out of my reach and----I react.

I react because I know why the peasants toil and the hooligans loiter. I understand why the servile clerk had to resort to servility. I want to be the sole master of my fate. I want to shout out loud what I think of those who turn my world into rubble and I also have some tips for the doomed nations. I know how and why Power snatched the beacon from Reason because---I think and I have opinions.

I cannot be content with watching everything go past me. I do not allow others to define the meaning of life to me because I am not a machine which has been ordained to do some specific tasks. I explore new ways and set my own tune because I want the world to spin on my fingertips.

What if they put Einstein’s face on a robot? They might put mine tomorrow but will that subdue the existence of my being---for I LIVE with a brain that thinks and a heart that feels.

posted by shhhnuff duff @ 1:09 AM