Cacophony

The mad rush that prevails in almost everyone’s life today is tantamount to cacophony. The dissonance prevails over the subconscious all the time. The same rush has been ubiquitous in my life during the past month. Life requires slowing down and somewhere I concede to the knowledge that it won’t at this stage and for some years to come. Though it induces a soporific tiredness in me, Im not complaining this time.
Every Monday Im eagerly looking forward to the impending weekend, which passes by in the blink of an eye and Im left yearning for the next. Not having the luxury of a two day weekend, the lonesome ‘Sunday off’ is like a flash in the pan. A pan which is analogous to a Pandora’s box.
Monday mornings are kaleidoscopic with a variety of expressions visible in every direction one turns. From the expression of ‘Monday morning blues’ to ones of absolute irritation caused due to seemingly inadaptable habitats, are enunciated on every face. Being the dominant species of the planet, we have tried to control everything around us including Nature, with science. As Nehru had once said, ‘the monster man created ran amok’; referring to science as the man-made monster. Nehru’s statement is the blatant verity today. We have made a cacophony out of everything in life and in the process lost the meaning of life making it dull and monotonous. It is then we start complaining, try to make life interesting and end up making it more complicated.
The din of activities and pandemonium is enough to give me a splitting headache and an urge to run away to the quiet country side to relax my frequently jarred stapes and cochlea. While this remains as wishful thinking Im relegated to the breath taking scenery conjured up by my imagination, of a rain soaked luscious green hill side of Munnar, where everything is in consonance with nature and silence preponderates as the way of life.