Nice place man! Those small team-tables, as i would term them, each table with an average of 4 chairs all spread nicely forming a criss-cross layout as an aerial view would describe. the sweet fragrance of artificial perfumes passes by, intoxicating you with the inviting stature of the opposite :) Quite hard to resist, at the same time u become a pendulum between the positive and negative thoughts. The hunger within is sometimes strong enough to keep you stable sticking to the delicacies served, samosas whatever. But then a look round, once finished with the routine chewing and swallowing tasks, i see the nice sexy tags/id cards hanging from their neck! and hear the semi international diction of "yeah .. i mean .. ohh i jst missed ..." trying to ape speech from those races whom we believe to be superior, the americans. This is the scenario inside the corporate food court wherein all atoms each agile in themselves yet directed by the vision, goals of the company. There is a smile which isnt real anymore. The compliment that u received ! "oh you look so great" ... how real is it? Ohhhh man how complex have we become ... we dont feel the mild heat of the sun nor the gentle breeze on our face .. yet we say we are heated up ... by what ??? the wild thoughts of the treachery, the fear of being ditched, the excitation of being flattered by someone hovers round ...
Are we the same social humans our forefathers were or with the advancement in race, turned to become competitors for each other trying to make the MARK a hard way.
You tap on the table, drink chilled coke, luk around yell smile complement ... but for a reason thats not real. How far are we from those mentally retarded? Cuz they work in their world which is unreal to us, yet real to them; and we say they are mad. What are we doing? we create mental pictures of social beings around us .. experiment and try inferring their reponse and start reacting to them ... now isnt that we are insane? Are we in asylum .. thats not so real ... its all crafted.
isnt that sick?
in Asylum ...
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It would be far better if, we had no communication by so called, language.
It would be better to be governed by our biological urges and needs ,than our logical ones.
We may have died in the competition(survival off the fittest),but it would be far better than the way we are tortured in this corporate world(and in-human way).
Our surviacal in natural calmities may be better than that of animals.
but,
Animals live a far better and comfortable life than we do, inspite of our material posessions and comforts.
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