EVERYTHING WE HOLD DEAR
Today’s youths are rising to interrogate tradition and question societal standards that have held us bound over the years. These advocacies are valid, but do not stop at taking ideological flaws headlong, they go further to demonize the institutions. Here, I think, is the crack in the concrete.
The bane of this quest for freedom is the aloofness towards responsibilities. Many want to live without consequences—enjoy their frailties and vulnerabilities with no fear or shame. You cannot walk the market naked and expect decorum. Every action is susceptible to a response ideally commensurate. But reality is electric—two live wires might touch.
A mental divide of “us” against “them” has been created—a generational wall—and we are on the verge of abolishing everything that was once held dearly.
Some of us are sandwiched between generations, and we find it hard to fit completely in either. We are in a phase where we have been weaned of idyllic beliefs by overwhelming realities. Time’s undertones have sieved through exuberant candour.
We know that the power to be unhindered, infinitely expressive is illusory. To be free is to court chaos. Encroachment would become farce—infringement, liquid. To seek uncensored autonomy is to embrace the wild. And the wild has only one law—eat or be eaten!
Remember, the world is predatory in nature. Don’t lose guard.
