Bla Bla Blaaaa

At certain stage in our life, we get bogged down by our own expectations, others expectations, prevailing realities, our talents(or lack of it), our goals, dreams, etc. Freddie Mercurie’s lyrics “I am just the pieces of the man I used to be” is indeed a piece of genius wording. Everything seems puzzling and the pieces of the puzzle has changed its shape that it no longer fits together. It is such a dramatic devolution to uncertainties and chaos. The strand of a somewhat directed journey seems to be entangled at multiple points. In the face of dooming catastrophes, one understands his true self. His value systems. His integrity. Human nature is indeed extremely survival oriented. When one is reduced into his bare bone existence, his survival instincts kicks in. One such survival approach is detachment.
Bare bone existence is predicated on detachment. The things that seemed to have mattered becomes utterly irrelevant. Recently Mike Tyson was asked about the heavy weight titles he has. To everyone’s amusement, he plainly said that it doesn’t matter to him anymore. He was adopted, brought up and trained singularly for the heavy weight championship of the world. And he managed to win it. Yet passage of time changes ones personality inside out. Consciously detaching ourselves from the expectation of others, will make one free again. However as human mind is fallible, a conscious detachment is just one tool. A deeply sensitive person will have to employ multiple such strategies to get the game going.
Occasional venturing out to the noises of the society is a desirable difficulty adapting mechanism. That way one get inured to further uncertainties. But the positives a genuine failure endows us is really overlooked. A failure of magnitudes will again prop up a person to take other challenges which are bound to fail. But there could be some wins despite many falls. And it is this experience offering challenges that provides one with deeper perspectives on life.