Who Designed It?

“What kind of idea are you? Are you the kind that compromises, does deals, accomodates itself to society, aims to find a niche, to survive; or are you the cussed, bloody-minded, ramrod-backed type of damnfool notion that would rather break than sway with the breeze? – The kind that will almost certainly, ninety-nine times out of hundred, be smashed to bits; but, the hundredth time, will change the world.”
― Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses

Does really,
really this world conspires
against all your gut
against all that you hold dear

may be
sometimes

who designed it ?
where it came from ?
was it designed that way ?
or it became over the time
to coerce all in to
patterns and standards
from where it came?
all the diktats
all the rules and rates

can we really forget
what is dear to us
follow another being's path?
or we make a niche.
 
 

Independent, Free But "SLAVES"

“People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.”

On 15 Aug we celebrated our Independence Day and country is in a mood of furor. We all talking corruption, freedom of speech, expression, protests blah, blah... 

But real freedom is freedom of thought. Free from biases, prejudices and here we are still chained and doomed. Slaves of misery, differences, ego, attitudes. 

This post deals with such conflicts of Freedom. 
We all are damn good finger-pointers always have a finger ready to point at others.

Freedom, from all bounds
roam around
roar like a lion
fly like a bird
move, run, play
in happiest surrounds.

Everyone speaks,
defines freedom
in its own
philosophical way.
Freedom, is what
we demand, we pray.

But we are still slaved
independent, free slaves

Slaves of "What others will say ??"
We fight non-stop for array
of decorum, of status
chicanery Display
But We still say..
We are free
We are masters
We direct our plays.

Slaves of "Ego"
which burns, runs
in our nerves n veins
Its so painful to see
others happy
It gives goosebumps
and it haunts as moral strains. 

Slaves of "Desires"
borne in our brains.
Makes us, inhuman pleasure-seekers
when We forget others
their plight, their dire conditions
deep drowned
in only our own selfish aspirations.

Slaves of "Fashion"
in mysterious ways
polluting, adulterating
our attitudes
speech, attire
our gallants n parades.
and we are proud
of this slavery
flaunt it
at every corner
in every possible ways.

Slaves of "Money"
for which sometimes
filthy, dirty tricks we play
to satisfy our
never-ending thirst
of power and display.
yet we never have
sense of malefaction,
transgression or dismay.

Apparently
We are independent, free Slaves :P
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स्वतंत्र, मुक्त परन्तु कैद 
http://hindiscribbles.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_15.html 
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