The Invisible Anger of the Urban Ghost…
Deep down, you are happy; deep down you have a mellow heart, deep down you have an invisible anger. You are angry today because someone ignored you, you are angry tonight because you have not met your heart, you are angry tonight because your emotions have not generated any meaning to others, your fury won’t make you bad, you won’t go down to hell if you are irritated or paranoid. There are different forms of urban angst. Sometimes they look logical and sometimes they just become a headache. The fast city life, the chaos outside will make you go insane. You won’t be able to feel the melody, you won’t have time to follow your passion but that doesn’t mean life ends there.
You may not be doing well now, you may not earn much, you may not get any appraisals or awards that don’t mean you are a loser. You may have a great penthouse and nobody to live inside. All these words may sound clichéd but the fact is life is all about the mixture of pain, love, happiness and that invisible anger. She is unhappy tonight because her boyfriend dumped her, he is sad because he is still single, the teenager is furious because he wasn’t given enough pocket money by his dad, the young adult is not getting time to visit the nearest pub. The drunkard is angry because he has no money and some people stay angry most of the time without any valid reason. The invisible anger may create pain in your belly, it may bring numbness to your soul, but your anger will stay for sometime and the next moment you are full of charm.
The writer is angry because he lost his writing skills, the poet is angry because he forgot all those amiable vocabularies, the actor is angry because his fans plonked him for his last movie, the producer is angry because he made no money, everyone seems angry when you are angry.
It’s time to kill the anger, it’s time to bring back that lost smile, it’s time to feel the lilies blooming in your corridor, it’s time to reincarnate from the burning ashes and ride again through the forgotten rainbow lane…
By: Pallav Gogoi
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