
My Laurel and My Reward - posted on May 23, 2006, 11:10 pm GMT
I should take care of date and time to record this in my annals. Read on after seeing the picture. The description is at the end.
Guess what!! I have been called an ASSHOLE today. For whoever is offended by some graphic language and description, please do not read any further.
This is the first time somebody called me one and told me I was behaving like one. I should be enthralled to receive an accolade from the one who has meant my life and death to me.
Well, all along I have acted like an ass. May be even like an ASSHOLE of an ass (read donkey). That is what emotions and feelings are all about. Somebody tramples over them with a steam roller when it is convenient or have more important things to do. I have known all along that this could be the outcome. My thoughts and sense of duty do not come from any book or religion, but it is the call of my heart. I never asked a second question when I needed to help, my intuitions helped because I loved with passion and intesity, I recognized the need even before asked and hence I know I am the ASSHOLE. The laurel emerged only because I demanded today. I am not allowed to feel (or express) my desperation, my loneliness, my needs and my wants. More importantly not expect. And certainly not from a friend (or somebody) who is out to reach the moon and head is above the clouds after a good deal of hard work. When objectives are clear and goals are defined, promises stand true for everything and everybody except me - because I am the first one who is expendable and there are others who will readily fill the void or have been waiting in the wings. And yet I refuse to accept it. So what is wrong if I have been conveyed I am an ASSHOLE and have been making an ass of myself? Like oft said, TRUTH hurts and hence I have been immensely 'elated'.
Know what? The worst of my curses in English are ‘Shit’ and ‘Bloody Hell’. Do you think I could ever even utter that word for any human being though I remember having used the word ‘Buggers’ for people who had been disturbing me when I had been talking to my ‘world’. Did I ever say that to her even in my thoughts?? No…never – None but God is my witness – but He is so dumb and powerless Himself. Does He evoke a pang of conscience when such words are ‘bestowed’ on somebody like me?? No. Does He reward me for my unflinching duty? No. But He did help me today. Why do I have to care and live this one year out?? I have got my reward that can lead to self actualization – isolation, desperation, demolition, immolation, annihilation.
Every time I have been communicated with, it has been with a reminder that it has been my luck and I should feel grateful. It was as if accounts were being tallied and debts were piling on my head. It did not provoke me to do some accountancy myself and take stock of the 'goods'. There are many stepping stones to an achievement. Did it ever occur or bring to memories that this ASSHOLE was virtually beside (without any physical proximity) when an encouragement was needed, when a family union was planned, when a shoulder was needed, when an examination was due or health was failing? Tangibles vanished into oblivion and the intangibles appeared from nowhere. That's me - the intangible – THE ASSHOLE - where the rays of the sun do not reach. (that's a medical picture above lest it looks offensive, trying to make myself persentable) So now does everybody know how I look or who am I??
Strange, I was just comparing my traits yesterday (read the previous post). I had NOT cheated and had copied on what it revealed without shame, boast or prejudice, but I do not know anymore. Comparing colours and personalities I have known, I think the internet lies. It is as shallow but pervasive as the feelings / emotions of the modern society. Life is a Paradox and living an illusion.
