Sunday, December 16, 2012

Trivial man...

a trivial man, a trivial life, a common man, a common story...a nameless existence, a day to day schedule.. same old story...these terms are not reclusive, they occur so often than not that I wonder to whom do they depict. What notion to form by the word common man?
as those who are well placed in high echelons of power and fame in society are definitely not common i think all eyes are always on them and people discuss their life events more often than their own. The resource-less, the disadvantaged lot of society deprived of bare necessities and striving through their day to day existence as an unknown battle ..is again not common, its the plot where most movies start..a beggar, insignificant being to the don oops most powerful person in society or the change maker, the real difference makers...even there are numerous books, memoirs and stories of them...they are ofcourse not a trivial insignificant day to day being...

then is it the middle one's, not too high not too low, on the societies ladder, is what that term refers to. but how can it be? belonging to this strata of society, i have seen so many of this cadre and so mind blowing differences and approach and existence and so many and varied stories of
them that i wonder who can ever label them as trivial or insignificant or common. They are just so much complex and more than that than to be characterized by the term trivial or common.

So at the end of the day this is not a distinguishing on the basis of have or have not's or a middle ground but its inclusive of all of them or none at all...

yet see how strange stories surface from around us and we are not even aware of them. Daily talking, smiling, laughing faces have so much behind them and so much to narrate that i wonder when did all that happened.!! always laughing, always haughty, always smiling, always nagging, always complaining, always falling in love ..all types of people yet they are not, what u perceive them to be. Noone is given a pill since birth that ok, 'u'll laugh all the time as you are so very happy and will be so always or till eternity". nobody is given the gift of tension, "u will never be satisfied, to nag will be your life. for u will be so much tensions into it that it will matter so much more that you won't understand that why others are so careless or carefree...". No demarcation from the beginning yet all grow up with altogether different characteristic. I wonder...why and how...I wonder "is there even one existence" which is trivial, common and day to day..

You saw that guy and though how stupid of him to always be affirmative and show his teeth. yet next moment you see him with his wife, helping her and handling her in such graceful manner and caring whole-heartedly that you will wonder, how is he so sensible and caring when all so called fancy degrees, knoweth it all's are also jerks.. and again next moment u'll witness a person from same strata yelling and shouting on trivia and u'll feel its so inhumane...

I wonder who is the one and till what extent u can characterize and group and label people. You wanna know people ? see them at their worst and see them at their best, know the facet behind the day to day nitty gritty of life. And you would know, its not common. Listen to the tales they have to tell, listen to their perceptions and the moments they have seen and withstood...and you would know the kind of work someone has done on earth. Its amazing that neither position nor power nor clan nor status or means..nothing can predict what lies ahead for you..its always going to be a mystery
every coming second, every coming place and every person..even the same old persons and same old well known places won't stay same.
It all will keep changing with an indeterminate pace and timings....

There is no commonness of anything, no trivialities, no big giant moments of ultimate change..its all in each thread, it is now in each moment that life exists and lived...strangely, uncommonly, uniquely, with an undecipherable pattern..yet with stories worth narrating ......u don't create one from fancies, just look around and write it down ..its fancier than any imagination.the real day to day happening....

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