I am hungry. Every moment, every single moment I breathe. Every single moment I exist. I am hungry. Hungry for that costly branded gizmo, I long for possessing in order to be happy. Hungry for that lifestyle I want, I need. Hungry for that paparazzi following me all the way to the entrance of that grand hotel staging some ‘talk of the town’, high profile, elite gathering of the who’s who the world knows. Oh I am hungry. Hungry to get all those damsels in distress types dying to meet me, to be with me. I am hungry. Hungry to get noticed. Hungry for saying, precisely, I live rather than I exist. Damn, I am hungry. For all those materialistic, mundane things of life! For all those things everyone wants, everyone is hungry about. People claim they ‘live’. I claim I exist. Simply ‘exist’. Even if I do attain the so-called ‘good’ things, I’ll still ‘exist’. Just another brick in the wall after all! But still…I am hungry.
We all have a greed, which we all have agreed – Eddie Vedder.
How true is this! Indeed.
I have always wanted to know how those wise men live. Yes, they actually live. How? All that, as a layman, I know is that they’re wise. People say, the wise men know how to live. What is that one thing which makes them ‘live’? Some secret they got from some Pandora’s box they found in some hills? They’re humans after all. They’ll also have some greed. Sometime atleast? Where is the difference then? Well, I am ‘too busy’ with my worldly chores to know all that. Right. A perfect, typical common man – that’s what I am. Damn me! Come what may, I’ll be always trivial; I’ll be always ‘Common’. I’ll always exist. I’ll always be ‘hungry’ for the mundane ‘necessities’ of life.
Society, your crazy breed, will you be lonely… without me??
