Is there actually any sense for senselessness? Maybe there is. It
may seem ironical, but that is the beauty of it. People always search for weirdness
among the ordinary. If we don't acquire it, we restrict ourselves to something
just awkward, rather than weird. Either way, we satisfy ourselves somehow.
This particular title ‘Sensible Senselessness’ seems to impart a
conundrum effect to the ambience. If implanted in our heads and watered for
some time, you feel like throwing a tantrum rather than developing the idea. It
grips the whole mood. But, some minds see such topics as a jackpot; thinking
about it and entering the Angkor-Vat of the mind hands over a kind of
entertainment and relief to them, as in, at least they tried figuring that out,
rather than leaving it to see someone else do the same and laugh or to see
someone else thinking over it and solidifying their knowledge base, while they
just washed their hands off.
Senselessness is something everyone experiences at one time or the
other....When people are in the whirlpool of problems; something happens in the
family, their girlfriend/boyfriend sees you off the dating market; countless
number of examples. They feel as if they are suddenly devoid of their ability
to think, let alone making decisions. Whenever they try to focus on the millennia-old
question-"What Now?” , they are suddenly diverted to an anti-hero
"What Now?",meaning "there is nothing to be done. Everything is
long lost”. They feel like their mind is playing games with them. They try to
convince it that they have grown up and they need their own freedom to think
and act, but the more they try to do that, the more their mind's clock runs backward in time, making
maturity a scarcity. Finally when their mind swallows all their abilities and
gives them a dreadful nightmare of life, they automatically lose the ability to
even try to bring themselves out of the pit and rather, dig deeper into the
soil to cover themselves, assuming a false negative privilege; behaving like
children who tend to make their tear flow turbulent for each and every minor issue,
as if they faced a concussion.
But, there has to be a certain sense for senselessness. There has to
be a reason for it to be there, because whenever people feel that they are senseless,
they are actually exploring their innerself;the them within them, the real he/she
who is always incognito;sadly,unknowingly but treacherously represented by the
artificial 'them' who is the display model to the outer world. People may not
think straight once they are senseless, but going in the other direction, they might
end up understanding themselves more and more. It might even be the
understanding which brings them out of the so-called mental catastrophe. It is not
time which heals wounds, but it is this understanding which happens along with
time which heals wounds. As said earlier, the mind's clock goes backwards once
you are in a problem, making maturity a scarcity. But why can’t it be a blessing
in disguise? This backward journey gives people an opportunity to analyze
themselves right from the start, rather than from where they broke down. The
building can go up thousands of feet provided its foundation is solid. The
plant can grow and touch the skies if its roots are intact. The knot of the
disaster unties itself once realization cures its start.
So, may be, rather than cursing nature for the way it has given
our mind coordinates so as to move back at a disaster, if we try to find the
reason behind that, we may see the smile that nature greets us with. We will
repent everything we piled up, thinking, “THERE IS A CERTAIN SENSE FOR
SENSELESSNESS”.
