story of food that we eat, we produce, nurture, play with amusement and finally shaped it in different forms of hues and colours.

This is our social and so called civilizational hubris that afford to hold our views and point of thinking as one great idea of century and finally to provide well suited and one size fits all modus operandi to the generation to come to follow what we have been following blindly .

Is this transfer of will from one generation to another in the best of their capacities to lead life the way they want?

Is this a well planning on the part of our ancestors or just an societal drama to trap us in the loop in which they themselves are entangled knowingly or unknowingly?

Is it incumbent upon us to do what they have done to their lives or listen to our own conscience?

Does this social conditioning has any limit? Has it defined set of rules and regulations to follow and bequeath the same to descendant?

Why do I need to conceal few things and reveals some other set of things which have got the seal of “so called cultural values”?

As it is said: culture is what we are and civilization is what we have. In line of this argument what the very word values convey to us.

Is it the same societal drama to bind us to what we are, actually, not and obviously do not want to be?

If it is not this or that then what it is?

If this all is hallucination then why do we have these many dos and don’ts under the guise of value system.

Why do we have so many starking and hierarchical set of psychological drama what we call as custom.

This very psychological drama begins with the development of foetus and continues even after someone leaves this world. This control over you even gets its shaped before your planning to join this commity of dramatist in the form of sex selective birth control mechanisms. But who is that playwright writes each an every detail of what you are to follow and makes others to pursue the same?

Don’t you thing I myself is that muse who composes this sonnet of so called valued life on the lines of cardinals of the earth( eastern, western or this or that value system, the high or the low)?

But what happens to me so I wright such stringent so called rules for me to follow and sometimes I the one who stand to oppose their closeness and feel suffocated. Why after grasping so many breaths I happen to sense the smoke of bounded reality what I used to call the only reality ever existed on the very face of this earth and civilization.

A real and penetrating question to ask.


© Ser Nihilo