A big fabricated Lie........

Johanan, high five. You struck me this time. I coundn’t care less. He was true. “We live in a tomb of a big fabricated lie.” Instances :

1)      There the other day, I was watching the Wimbledon  semi-final match between Jo Wilfred Tsonga and Novak Djokovic. The match was a thriller as it has always been. There were people, whom we call audience by the principle, clapping at each and every point and the weird thing was that they were clapping for both. It was not like that they supported one single person.

 I was a stern supporter of Novak Djokovic and I bit my lips every time Tsonga won a point. This is crucial in life, to be focussed towards one single thing, and here I was. But look what I got there. SARCASM. The people were clapping and lauding the both players! Weird, isn’t it? So they seem to be goaless people?? Is that so?? Or were they just enjoying the game; like you see, Novak and Tsonga were their entertainer. They were entertainer. Entertainer doesn’t mean they were jokers or singers. Just entertainer. Coz people were enjoying the game, like they enjoy watching a comedy movie, take it to be a circus!

2)      Now look at this point from a different view. People paid big bucks to see the Wimbledon semi-final, and to get enjoyment, like you can call this ENTERTAINMENT. Didn’t they? And poor Djokovic and Tsonga battled their sweat out, struggling with strength and struggling with every bit of sunlight that attacked them. They toiled hard, and among the two only the one who was winning was enjoying the game. OF course that had to be, coz you never want to be the losing side, and you would always wish  after losing the game to turn back the time, to kick your opponent’s butt out! Someone or the other has to pay the price. Tsonga’s hard toil, running from one end to the other turned futile! And look here, while Tsonga was toiling hard and had to give up at the last moment, the audience were laughing and getting entertained, right? They were enjoying every bit of it, right? But they didn’t do anything, like stopping the game, or atleast, sympathising with Tsonga? ?

3)      Now take a clue, for me, suppose, entertainment is like watching somebody fighting over something. So I would just sit there and watch, right? Coz, I love enjoying seeing a fight! And that’s entertainment for me. So I was going by the road, when I saw three goons fighting a man. I stopped and watched. I had a knife and a gun with me. But I didn’t do anything. The goons kicked him, like we see in movies, but there I was sitting and watching like a silent spectator, like the ABOVE AUDIENCE. That’s entertainment for me, why give up? At the end somebody has to lose, just like Tsonga lost to Djokovic and was heartbroken. Same here, the man was heartbroken as his purse was stolen. But there I was silently watching.

4)      Now you may argue, that that’s not right. That what I did was totally wrong! But how do you know? Maybe the goons needed money for something worth stealing? You may never know? And by the way, who taught you what is right and what is wrong? How do you know which is right and which is wrong? You can’t judge anything by your own conscience, let alone you parents. Coz, there are billions like me who will counter you, the same way  I did. IF what I did was wrong, as the man struggled with the goons, then so was the Wimbledon audience. They were also wrong. They didn’t help Tsonga win, or atleast sympathised with him. SO then what was all this? This was all a lie. The audience was a lie, they were nothing but living a lie, criticizing the loser and comforting the winner, just as I did in a way. They were all watching something which  I call wrong and the same way you can yell at me that I was wrong. So you and I are both living a lie. Neither of us know, what exactly we should do. We keep living our lives just as we are taught to. It’s just like wearing a pink t-shirt which I hate, yet I confess that, it’s good. THAT’S  utter bullshit lie, right? Ain’t it?

5)      Johanan was right, we all are in a fabricated lie. What we do, our actions, are itself a lie. For me, your actions are unexplainably lies, just as this blog to you may seem.