Friday, June 11, 2010

U r a cheat..so m i

I am a cheat, a theif, a crook, a liar n probably a manipulator as well. This is not a confessional..well lets admit v all r...v all cheated at some time in life..cheated system in exams, our partners in relationships, our bosses n collegues n mostly ourselves. We all have picked on cookies mom hid in kitchen, our brother's best tee when he was not around, our company's car for a night out...we all have lied n manipulated. While most of these mischeifs are situational and usually done to serve some purpose, the purpose itself has a subject and an object. Object may vary from your boss to your boyfriend, cookie to car..but the subject of the purpose remains the same...it is the euphoria during the crime. The rush of blood while exchanging question papers to lifitng mom's perfume to faking up you whereabouts in front of your partner.
The drink of sin brings such a pleasure..such a high. The constnat fear to get caught, the tention in the air, the swiftness and stillness of the moment and the pure concentration during the act...the one moment when u r so completely into action. It is this addictive intoxicating drug created by our own brain that pulls a child to kitchen every time mother is out, which makes teenagers call their crushes late at night and which makes so many theives claim they did not mean to do what they did.
I, for once, enjoy this self induced euphoria so much that i have often pushed things off the edge hurting many of those whom i love and treassure just to apologise for my immature behavior. But is this tendency immature simply because "elders" have found substitutes to get high and they can do with artificial stimulators...but the question remains the same: are the sources of adult euphoria really the subject or are they just a comouflage to hide the addiction to their minds' whims... is it always the liquour that makes you high while drinking. I believe you are, more often than not, as high as you think you are (no psychology angle suggested) I have seen woman "cross limits" in the veil of liquor while others seriosuly wonder how can a human body go out of control in 100ml vodka...it is not the liquor but the rush to get out of control, the thought itself is intoxicating enough to make you drunk...
If so is the case, that idea of any kind of "wrong" can get us high, if it is so that there is no pleasure better than going anti-taboo, then this clearly indicates that the worst addiction v can get is discovering our ability to intoxicate ourselves..its like having a brewery right inside your head...and overconsumption is dangerous. You might love the racing heart beats, the slight darkness in thoughts, the fear in background and the quick and concentrated action..u might admire ur ballet to a state of perfect crime...but it is a dangerous trick to appease yourself and consequences are often worst than intended or imagined!!

I dance everynight, for my own desire
To feel rush in my veins, to set the blazing fire
To do what is wrong and do i must not
but weak i am, how is this heart to be fought
slave to my own mind, i perform in the night
victim of my own demons, who am i to fight...

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