Fire up and away…
…Words that wouldn’t make any sense to any but some imaginary people living in the realms of the world of infinite possibilities that is my mind. Of course to them it would herald the coming of their one and only saviour Cracker Boy, dressed in red suite with a blue cape to match. And if those trees and plants that I so bravely fought in those countless fits of imaginative role-playing had a memory they would also probably remember how that red and blue saviour helped show them the error of their ways for which they repented at the edge of his stick sword, and have henceforth grown in trees’ with fully satisfying lives that most trees ought to have.
For it was childhood that brought with it freedom that I could not even imagine for a while in my life, a sense of anything being possible and also a inherent want for something larger than life manifesting itself in various stories entwined with whatever I picked from my world around – my comics and my father’s bed time stories the prime culprits. Yes, I wanted to be a super hero, an innocent want to be special, to be larger than life, a common human want? But as time has passed I have been fed to believe that I am not special. But we are special aren’t we?
What is special but a word with a vague enough definition for people to satisfy the minimum criterion and enjoy the vicarious pleasures of the max. For me this flight of fancy has taken different forms from my want, no, need to be a superhero and then to my belief that I am a alien. And alien I truly am in some level of its definition but more so by my inabilities than by my abilities. But then the trees that tasted the edge of my sword were aliens themselves who were forced to become human and lead the least judged path.
Ah Yes..the least judged path , as our society has shown us is the path of least resistance and hence the right path. But isn’t this contradictory for a society extols the hard work & creativity and resistance to the path of least resistance, at least in its overt overtones?
As for me, I have and will remain an alien, abet one which has learnt to put the human mask as and when necessary
