Boldly speaking, the current age is the age of materialism. Unfortunately, we are living a moribund life behind the icy and golden bars of the cage that is the modern era. The era of technological upheaval has robbed the spontaneity and innocence off our blessed souls. More or less, we are becoming the prisoners of our cell phones and laptops.
All this reminds me of William Wordsworth poem,
‘THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US’
I think the same about the world that it is getting too much on our nerves by making us a robot like puppet who is ready to be controlled and driven by the rationale justifications. Reasoning, thinking and the philosophy of excuses, vindication and arguments are the source of motivation behind our actions.
We are becoming dead to the beauties of nature and the longings of our soul. Sometimes I wish to get myself lost in the starry night, or to admire the sound of the ocean waves in the middle of the night. To dance with cherry blossoms in the peaceful April wind. My inner self longs for a secluded
place like a hermit who evades masquerading as the societal puppet and hides himself in the serenity of an exotic land.
Like the famous poet John Keats I want to fly on the wings of imagination and fancy. His famous words fascinate me,
“EVER LET THE FANCY ROAM,
PLEASURE NEVER IS AT HOME”
So, I wish that we could be able to get out of the boredom and bondage of our hectic life, out of the spheres of avaricious greed and gluttony, just to watch the playful squirrels collecting nuts gently or to listen to the songs of cardinal that is prophesying Spring merrily.
Maryam Qureshi holds an MA in English Literature and Linguistics. She is a poet and writer. Her work has appeared in several journals published by Profilic Press Inc. (Publishing house in USA).