Monday 20 April 2015

One of these Days..

One of these days you will wonder how such atrocious events can possibly occur in your city. In the city you live, that very familiar, 'glitzy', 'glamorous' metropolitan where you get roasted, aromatic coffee beans in some posh, upscale cafe or bistro, where you can go all formula 1 with your Lancer in the empty streets during Eid, where material living standards have sky rocketed over the last few decades.But where poverty and fiscal might  co-exists with such a glaring contrast, you wonder whether the facade of social and economic tapestry is just a farce, a hoax-like illusion at times. Somewhere in the dark, dingy serpentine allies a child is born to descend the throne of the next drug lord or the underworld don, renouncing his right to sit in a classroom and gape at calculus equations scribbled on the blackboard. Somewhere an extortionist, a rapist, a psychopath, a murderer gains an identity, and the very mention of their names will send shivers down your spine. They will smile innocently, lend you a shoulder when you need one, listen to all  your plights with empathetic expressions and slowly, gradually will tighten their grip on you. They are like parasites, feeding on the despondent, helpless and powerless, until they start to exercise ownership rights on your soul and body. You are no longer you. You area  pawn in a deadly game of vengeance...
And then are those who where born without a heart, without a conscience. Those who lustfully ogle when a woman walks past, who whistle like intoxicated canines at the sight of flesh, whose libidinous stares are 10 times more penetrating and pervasive than X-rays. You endure them, muffle their salacious taunts by covering your ears, ignore their presence..
Until the predators pounce on an unassuming you one day..grope,molest, harass, assault...
They will encircle you like beasts corner their prey..You will scream, wail, plead and attempt to flee..
 Hordes of curious onlookers will surround you..impotent enough to not sway from their spots..
And only then will you realize how sickeningly grotesque the world around you is...


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