Recently I saw a film called ‘Rog’ staring the talented actor Irfan Khan, where he is in the lead role and goes through a form of mental disbalance which is called ‘urban depression’, where in he feels very lonely and distressed and is no more inclined towards life. He feels the lack of enthusiasm in staying alive due to his solitude and lack of a companion thereby getting the idea of putting an end to his life and endeavors the same several times but meets failure each time.
In this fast paced urban life where every second is a fight for survival, we often feel left out in the race of earning a living and social esteem. Not only loneliness but also the inability to overcome it leads to frustration and you are helpless as you can not even let it out. There is a sea of people around you but ‘water water every where, not a drop to drink’.
Most of my friends have come from various parts of the country to pursue their education or for jobs in the capital of the country which not only has a plethora of options to offer, but also promises you a steep growth. In the rush of life I often loose touch with them and they get very absorbed in their career that they seldom get the time to ponder over their loneliness, and so I think till the time I have a hearty tête-à-tête with them.
It’s the unavailability of time, patience and compassion that leads to the tacit agony of urban depression. You want to speak up, but you have no other option but to gag yourself. Even if you shout, your scream gets absorbed by the towers in the jungle of cement.
We try to find solace in various activities like fitness centers and yoga classes. But unless we develop a compassionate ear and heart for our colleagues, acquaintances, neighbors and all those whose life revolves around us, there is no other way out to break free from the monotony of a robotic life that we so cozily hide behind in the mad frenzy of conurbation.
Remembering Dadu
4 years ago
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