When Present Thrives and Past Beckons !!!!

This narrative prognosticates the future part of my life and gets narrated assuming that I am a well settled person and a part of a reputed firm. Here it goes...

FEB 2010 : My Sunday morning began looking at the pleasant smile on the face of my wife who woke me up. I thanked to God for respite from the mundane official exercise and planned to spend the day with my family. While glancing through the morning newspaper, I was constantly bombarded with screamers like terrorist attacks, scandals, extortions, soaring sensex blah blah. One thought that repeatedly intruded my mind was the world slowly getting swallowed by the pecuniary demon. Now we can say that man is possessed by the money instead of vice versa resulting in the damage of his spiritual heart. Man gave value to a piece of paper, now, that piece of paper itself is evaluating man! What an irony! And this way I was dragged over in the grotesque pirouette of imagination.

I wished the devil I had not lived to see this time when “wealth accumulates and men decay.” I see around me, even in this long deprived land of ours, a sort of spirit that says somewhat pathetically in our conditions: “Earn! Earn! Earn! Then Spend! Spend! Spend!” Give the tired nerves no rest, the fagged and jaded brain no repose, the weary heart no peace. Look not above, where stars glisten in the sky. Look only below where you have to pave the green earth with burning gold! I watch a world where “Liberty, Equality and Fraternity” are myths, where man’s right to “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness” is an empty ejaculation, where socialism is an eclipse.

So, I felt that I was relatively more happy and contented in my college days when everything seemed rosy and perfect. Away from all the anxieties, all the sorrows of this erratic world, I was always in the proximity of seventh heaven. The resonance of past echoed louder and louder and was urging me to bequeath the ostentatious lifestyle and return back to the old prismatic world. Ephemeral images of college canteen where I used to find solace after pedantic lectures, my peer group, my merry-making friends with whom I made great fun and never felt solitude, were slowly empowering my vision. How can I forget those days when we used to be connoisseur of every beautiful thing, moving in the shuffling gait in panic at the time of exams, sitting in viva voce with a corrugated face, prolonged round-table conferences with friends, enjoying all festive occasions in college and what not.
But at the same time, I had envisioned a bright future for myself to fulfill which I toiled with my best efforts. But if I had known that after leaving behind this whirlwind of college lifestyle in the near past, I am going to step in this barbarous world, then I would have prayed to Almighty to extend the college life or bless me with such a sentience, strength and confidence that I can live in this world instead of simply surviving.