My Sunglasses...

The hour of the day is night, and I’m still thinking about sunlight… sharp, focused sunlight…sometime blessing you with coveted coziness in winters and sometimes sweating the hell out of you in summers.

And since all stupid relations between absolutely unrelated things have got a license to come into my thoughts, I’m now thinking about the relation between intensity of sun rays, the sunglasses and how things work in the drama called LIFE!!!

So, all of us have sunglasses, of different shapes and shades, meeting the needs of all sorts of sun-rays… Sharp, bright, blinding or hot… And we wear them to see the world according to what we want to see rather than what the reality is…

Sunglasses teach us to live in a world of hallucinations where filtered sun rays give a soothing effect to eyes, even when they are scorching the rest of the world into blindness…

They help us hide our inflated egos behind them when we know it may burn the thin thread we share with people around us with so much effort …

They help us protect our own self respect from the harmful UV rays of others egos, by providing us with a shield of ignorance…

They help us build pretensions with respect to our repute at workplace, friend circle and relatives, by creating a mirage of self satisfaction, even when the bitter sunlight outside the scope of poor sunglasses is shouting of back-bitching, hatred and jealousy…

They come in all nice colors and hues to make us feel better about ourselves and to make us religiously believe how beautiful a place the world is, and how lucky we are to get a LIFE in it…

I truly truly believe in dramatics. And I’ve already given sufficient evidence to indicate that we can preen our way across the stage of life, with a pair of good sunglasses, clean and happy!!!

P.S: I learnt sometime in school that man hates sunlight and loves moonlight because the former gives a clearer picture of the world around him, while the latter hides a lot under its soothing shade…

P.P.S : I Love my Shades…