Part I: Donkey Kong
She knew it meant nothing. There were days that melted into nothingness and there was no guilt in the time lost for she realized the purposelessness of life.When she got busy,time wasn't enough and the purpose was too pressing. However,there were times it felt 'right' to be alive;there were times of effortless joy. The load of idleness was too heavy on her existence and the rest seemed forced. There were things she enjoyed which she could do but knew she shouldn't so she wouldn't.
It was chaotic. There were peers who were burning the midnight oil,friends who were on a roll and family that was always bustling around happily. And then there was Steve Jobs. There will always be a Steve Jobs;either you get inspired or self-abhorrent or with some of the blissfully idiotic,wish you had enough room in your garage. So lo behold, after much ado about nothing ,she was looking around for a job which was also forced but came with the bait of cash.
One frustrated day at this hour, she chanced upon a golden thought:she was a donkey. Like the donkey she was toiling away for the master, the society. It wasn't the dreaded nihilism or the start of a guerrilla warfare of artists feared by the elders.It was an economist's tale,the minimization of purpose and effort subject to a purposeless life. It was a realization, a rational thought tarnished by institutionalization, an awakening too simplistic to be an epiphany.
Life's mysterious for its evasive in comprehension,it makes you believe in a pattern only to complicate it further. You go back and forth and estimate the portions of the right condiments only to realize, this time you are in a different dish. So maybe its best to learn to savour the variety of cuisines life has to offer because either way you have to eat.
Well that's too submissive and morose,atleast for my liking . And a little donkeyish. Better get the 007 formula..
