The day before yesterday, I wrote about my paradise. Yesterday, while cooking, I was listening to Phil Collins' beautiful song 'Another day in paradise.' Do we, in our utter indifference or denial, live untouched by the homeless, the hungry and the aged who have nowhere to go? May be we have conditioned our minds so that we can effectively block out the sufferings of others. May be that's why we remain largely untouched by the deaths and destruction. May be denial is our natural protection against insanity. Because even the most compassionate of them all will have to keep it impersonal to remain sane.
“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.
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