The Jokers of India

The Jokers of India

Going to a circus is fun, you see crazy colorful jokers, death-defying stunts, rubber band like contortionists and gymnasts and more-patient-than-humans animals. But when you go deeper it is torturous to imagine the conditions they make you laugh and entertain in. Maybe the head joker’s relative died and he is making you laugh, maybe the stunt man’s bike’s brake just went off and he is riding by god’s destiny for him, maybe the tame lion you see is a resultant of a hundred whips and a night of starvation. But all the circus-club lives up to the expectation we have from them. May what circumstances they are in, they think that you are the kings and it’s their jobs to make you laugh and forget your worries, despite the fact that they might be the most worried people in the world.

This is horrifically similar to what WE do in the Indian society. We mould OURSELVES, cut OURSELVES, and change OURSELVES for the society. Is this why we are called the modern genX who build path for themselves? A typical Indian desirable shaadi-material girl is supposed to have no previous flings, 24-35-24 body, fair milk-like skin, good height, waxed body, considers the husband her god, has fantastic education but doesn't go to work after marriage. And a typical guy needs to have a 6-digit income, muscular body, and good height, a very flexible option of facial hair, good dressing sense and good humor. Maybe this seems very stupid to you, but this is what happens so stay cool. 

Maybe we need to start caring for ourselves first and not think what others think about us. Most of the people are afraid of speaking on the stage because they are worried about what others might think. Most of us don’t voice our opinions because we are worried about others’ opinion about it. Most of us dress up to impress others. Wax our body hair to look appealing to others. Study and take degrees to impress others. Please. Stop. It is stupid. Sometimes in a bid to impress others, we become foreign to ourselves and at the end of the road we drown in guilt. Ask yourselves two questions today. If you were to date yourselves the way you honestly are, would you ever do so? And are you a circus bear to be tame for others? You know the drill. Go on and think. I hope I make a difference.

-DaYumfooDie.Laugh.Rainbows.Unicorns.Love.