Thursday, August 2, 2007

Emancipation

Emancipation


"Some look at the soul as amazing,

Some describe him as amazing, and some hear of him as amazing,

While others, even after hearing about him,

Cannot understand him at all”


He seemed the traditional type. A stereotypical, humdrum kind of a guy. Yet there was something so queer, so anomalous of him. His uncanny sense of humor had everyone in splits, but his inner self had a dark side; one that felt there was no need in accomplishing what He had sent us for. One that wanted to free itself from the visceral grip of life, groping towards salvation. Life had no purpose, no meaning.

Standing five foot five inches, bespectacled and bereft, he seemed the least intimidating, physically. His scrawny, desolate frame invited a sense of pity. His brain made up for it though. Its funny how a person is blessed with an abundance of something, making up for what he/she lacks in. Like how blind people are blessed with a supernormal sense of hearing.

Ragh was never dethroned from his “topper” position in class. It seemed an almost impossible task to even equal him. Always the savior, whenever a teacher stumped the class with an abnormally complicated question. He seemed to have an answer for everything. Although his disposition was that of a naïve, innocent person, none of his classmates took him for granted. He had truly gained the respect and admiration of his classmates, not only with his wit, but also with his side-splitting distinctive humor. Yet, he felt he had no one in this world. No shoulder to rest on, no friend to share his feelings with.

Ragh was sitting on the curbstone right outside school, deep in thought. He seemed so oblivious of the traffic, the noise, the world. He was lost in his own Utopia. Nothing seemed to bring him back to reality. And suddenly, in a fit of madness, he jumped up and ran towards the road, arms flailing and mouth wide open, shouting, “Here I come, lord”

His emaciated body invited a sense of empathy. His mangled corpse was lying on the road, arms spread open. It signified something. He came to this world with nothing, and was leaving with nothing. He was free. He was rid of all his fears, his qualms, his uncertainties. Finally, he was emancipated.

- Inspired by a true life incident