The Blue Parchment Club

Three Generations stood over a line and looking at each other, whispered their inner voice as. Old man :- No tomorrow to me, only I have a mere memories of yesterday , let me be with you  Son. Man :- No memories to me, want to build my empire for tomorrow , let me go away, Father. Child :-   Neither I have memories Nor interest in tomorrow, I wish to live today , let me be with you (Mom & Dad). Who is right, whose wish is wrong? .No teacher, preacher, parent, friend Or wise man can decide!

Their marriage was a game of chess,each move made made was a play for power.Their children were pawns often victims of collateral damage. Each move resulted in a shift of power but also erosion of themselves. Their greed for power had long before demanded the sacrifice of themselves and everyone around them. They were blinded by power,completely oblivious to the carnage caused. With thier wings cut ,kept in gilded cages the pawns played moves of thier own to survive,to be in the game,to be free. 25 years later the game continues only that the prince is now the king.

As he stood there yet again, looking over at the window, with his binoculars in one hand and a key-ring, his lucky charm in the other. He knew something was wrong today, He could see some women's clothes strewn across haphazardly in the apartment. He had known for a while that he was  cheated upon by Shiva, his ex-bf, but seeing him in bed with a woman was a shocking revelation. How could he do that to him? maybe only revenge would satisfy him now, would his lucky charm work its magic yet again, he wondered, checking the safety band of his revolver.            

Flashlight, camera click, how many likes, how many followers is it all that matters in this world. Reading the book "Open" by Andre Agassi, I'm stuck with this one line "Image is Everything". It makes me question everything that happens  around me. It keeps on replaying in my mind. I think that  bit by bit, we are losing our human touch. We are now stuck in the reality of virtual world. People have all the time in this world for social media sites but no time for human beings. Human beings are losing one thing that made them a social beings- their ability to express their emotions instead of hiding behind the social media. I am afraid that we are on our way of becoming ROBOTS.