‘Adaptation’- What it takes to Conform?

Life, a miraculous thing crafted from the three shades of love under a dense night, the lovers are genuinely mesmerized by a new emotion, such deceiving for this part of life at least- and now that one is born, he has to adapt to this inhumane life.

I would call it as such, because the art of adaptation- it is such a beautiful poison, time and again- being confronted with it such plainly. I could never tell if I were really a human or just an imposter trying to make it through the day. As a child, I was told to conform to everything that has been written in black and white, and everything that wasn’t. To make sense out of this, now that I realize, abstractness is such deceiving!

O look at the child on the steps of the three week old orphanage room, with nothing but a piece of unregistered silk and three emotions to his name. The next second, he will be told, he will be nurtured such convincingly in believing that his life is as inferior as the star across the unintelligent sky, no one could touch. The child, his face is shrinking, with individualism getting much difficult to express, there is no escaping reality this time.

Now that he is seventeen, with nothing but a pencil and a three year old paper, gifted to him by his papa, he sits with it, trying to rationalize all that is going on inside this involuntary world. All this while, he has been taught of nothing but to conform to each single manuscript. Now that he has reached a different dimension of life- what will the idea of conformance even mean to him?

We all seem to reach a point in our lives, when, with the very essence of reality, we will want to break down and never be a part of this stagnant world. The feeling, although quite secretive, but is highly mutual I know. For life to be defined by the currents of this greedy society- it is such nonsensical, even inside ones dreams.

The birds have gotten drunk and so are the three day promises, remember just yesterday, your lover saying that she would never leave and now that she holds another man’s hands, saying that she never loved you. In this, the art of temporary feelings, to be drawn to the larger population- things would be naïve to an extent beyond description.

Everything is such impermanent, and with casual emotions, one designs a set of principles governing the humans of today- no one can escape such tyranny, and if one does- he is taken to the courtroom and imprisoned to 15 years in jail. This is the grisly reality of our sincere society, whose only perfection is in seeing the species fall, to an extent when he is unable to think for himself.

To be defined by someone else’s principles is rather, one of the most disturbing aspects of today’s skin, one which makes us incapable of thinking for ourselves, even trying to make the most basic decisions about one’s own body- to choose left or right when the society has already defined it for you.

To conform is good, but to be a freethinker in today’s society is what makes the difference. I always try to think for myself, although I persistently find myself overshadowed by other compulsions, ones which want to bring me down, and perhaps that is the reality of many of you out there.

Just as the log which has been eroded by the casual tides, you look at it and are overwhelmed, what if it were you instead of it? The question would seem to pacify you with endless debates inside the mind, all you could do was to escape, but from what exactly. The immediate society, the governing principles or the lousy room which has everyone drinking such uncontrollably. One of the persona in white, he calls out towards you, to come and drink liquor with him, but you do not want to- it is not who you are.

The gestures, I’m so familiar with, and if there is anything that I could do for myself, and myself only- would be to decide for my skin till the end of time, now that I can. So let me walk inside my own skin, and please do not mind my uninteresting tales, it is what defines me, it is who I am after all.

-Yogesh Chandra

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