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Bright light over the tree was not doing much justice to the table set right beneath the tree. But justice….hmm…….isn’t it a velvet gown that detaches haves from haves not? Haves live the life while all haves not could do is surrender life to a game of poker. Haves doesn’t necessarily represent the wealth neither does life to the process of inhaling and exhaling. It is the feeling of suffocation experienced only by the man whose head is wrapped inside an air-proof polythene. He fights relentlessly till he suffers brain death…..a sweet gift courtesy of hypoxia or anoxia. Have you ever imagined living the life under sea with all your lungs inflated? That’s what a melancholy stricken man does. The only difference is the longevity to which this torment extends. His sea is the hopelessness and his fear is the life itself.
At the first thought, I fancied the tree shed its branches. But wouldn’t it have been suicidal to think of depriving something of its arête? Oh boy!!!!!!!!!!……..how I could relate myself to that naked tree standing there, making every living beings scared of its inevitable fall. Then in the second thought, the branches were not the impediments. It was the refuge from heat and the fuel of many animals. It always keeps me wondering, what makes them want to live. Or is it something that can be explained only from rationalization of evolutionary ideas? Why does a mouse run away from a cat? Don’t ask why a mouse avoids a cat but think about what happened to all other kinds of mice or god-knows-what other creatures that didn’t run away from it? How can we be sure that we are not destined to be sucked up in that vacuum of purposelessness or the inevitability of being yet another victim? Are we running away just to save ourselves? I fear the moment when lungs simply give up to this frustrating game of hide and seek …….or its namesake…… the life.
Does a high rise building do a justice to a hopeful pursuit? I think all it does is to make the free fall even easier…free fall instead of that slippery slope all man must undergo from the moment a sperm meets an ovum. They become the victim of insatiable hunger. All they could do is wallow in the tidal waves of unlimited, unquenchable desires.
What then is everything after all? Zip……..nada………nothing…………nothing is the microcosm of everything just like a jail is the microcosm of earthly reality. A god is nothing, an evil is nothing, I am nothing , you are nothing. All of us are the product of chances. Everything is a gamble with no risk or gain. Gamble is nothing without risk. Our very existence is gamble and hence nothing. All of us are nothing. We are Just a probabilistic outcome that bears no significance. We are just like that light above the tree.

post democratic Nepali Primeministers

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