A fashionable idea

Every human being, every one of us, lives his/her life in an IDEA, or a set of ideas. These ideas that binds him/her in the social fabric around her as well as keeps him/her staying alive with some distant goals to live for. We are nothing but mere proponents and adherents of these ideas that we are in-love with in different phases of our lives, and all our lives, all we do is just refining these ideas.
No matter what rational or logical reasoning or explanations we give to ourselves, it is the love of these ideas blossoming in the deep infinity of our minds that drives our conscious awareness in life. It is this love which we need to examine and cherish , for it was this love perhaps which forced adam to cross boundaries ending up leaving the gardens of eden, it was this love which kept einstein of not accepting newtonian beliefs and think beyond….. it was and is this love that has lead all the great men to conquer infinity in their lives. Rationality, logic and reasoning just come as a distant second to help reaching our love of these ideas in life, and not as a priori first to find that love, as some of the rational thinkers thinks today.

So i sat today in my room of existence, removing one by one,all these clothes of ideas i had been wearing for long and for short and in that utter naked nothingness of mine, I looked at them wondering, how these ideas lying in-front of me like dead clothes now have so skillfully defined my whole life….becoming the real persona of me then the real me. It looked as if it all starts as a fashion which gradually transforms itself into habitualness just like regular clothes. We wear all these cloths in the beginning to be liked by others and then afterwards just to be identified by others of our consistent or should i say habitual tastes.

I know when i was young, i was wearing all sorts of ideas taught to me almost like fashion…. ideas relating to love of woman, to love of land, to love of humanity, appearing in different clothing and shades, this red jacket, that green hat….. the white humanity shirt followed by more swimming dress for some time believing in nothing, to believing of becoming a superman by just wearing my sanity underwear over my emotion trousers…….

And today as i stand in my room of existence , in utter naked nothingness, I look at the shirt and pant i was wearing a while back( asking me to wear them again) and the closets and cupboards full of old cloths of ideas (some of then i used to be very proud off but holding no meaning to me now, and some i do wish to wear someday again)…. and i think what would be my last dress on the day my room of existence cease to exist……… I would certainly like a red polka instead of a dull white……..i will like to die in fashion 🙂