Sliding Windows...

Windows don’t open, they slide… So What???

I live for my self; I live for my success and dreams… I live with others, in a society, but I don’t live in it for others... My windows don’t open; they just slide for me, for my benefit... I am not open; I am rather flexible, needless to say for whose comfort... I can stretch myself when I see some benefit for me, see I aint rigid, right... It’s me, me and only me, whom I can see and whom I care to see… Can’t you see? Over here, the doors never open, windows only slide…

Off late, this realization came to me... This learning of my life came from something so close to me... I see it every day and every night, its all around me, in this civilized complex world, but I failed to see the purpose of it all the time… The concept of sliding windows in the concrete world is not just for space constraint, it has to do much beyond than that… In the smaller world, (shall I say less civilized, less urbanized, less modern place), people accept you with their open hearts... Your pains and sorrows are theirs. You are a family... It’s a struggle for existence even there, but then there is a basic difference in attitude & thinking… You don’t slide to accommodate someone in your life; you open to them as thyself… But for me here, things are different… the doors never open, windows only slide…

Love thy neighbors as thyself. But who is my neighbor??? I live in a self made fort… No one knows who is inside, and after all no one has the time and wish to know also that who is the real person behind those sliding windows… Who cares man for the other guy’s doors or windows… the doors never open, windows only slide…

For ages I have tried to put my self in this world. To learn and live like one here… But then, there is something inside which says its not you… That all this is suffocating you… I fight daily before getting up and even after putting down… Every day I have been asking this question that where is the gap, what’s so different… And the answer came so simply, if you have to stay here, be like one, for me also, it should be - the doors never open, windows only slide…

I am not the only one, let me tell you. But this place is harsh… It either moulds you or bends you… There is no mid way out… For those who feel that the social charity and fund raising functions they attend makes them human, in their hearts they can never place their clear image…

Am I trying to change the system… well I am not sure, but I am trying to just put forward a thought, I am trying to put in front what I think... I know the struggle will go on, people from my world are trying and adopting and changing too, and some of them succeeding too (in the so called normal terms) … They are happy? They have to say for that, but I am sure that they were not like this before…

But honestly, I don’t want to pretend that I am part of this system. No, I am different and I am proud to be differen t… For me, my doors will be always be open and so will be my windows. They will never slide...

[Savy's Note: The concept of the sliding windows was new to me. Yeah it dsoes look very neat & stylish, but soon I realized that you can never open in completely. One fine day while travelling in bus to Mahape (then I was in Mastek - Bombay), the thought struck to me... there is another reason for the windows...Beyond some point, it folds and stays... Your window is never fully open to the world, it can just be adjusted to your needs... It gave a thought process, which resulted in what you just read... The views here are solely mine, and in perfect mental state (No I haven't gone psyche or something, not atleast till now). With all possibilities, your thoughts could and would differ from mine]