Through a Kaleidoscope

16^th January, 2015.

Hello there my incessant readers! People with no good thing to do in a fine Friday evening, who are scrolling away their frustration! Well, I assume that since you are reading this, you may not have anything better to do, so…

What’s the first thing comes to your mind when I say “kaleidoscope”? The beautiful enigmatic patterns enclosed in a triangular tube filled with small beads and stuff? Something in which we can look into for hours and yet it won’t be boring for the slightest?

There is an order in that, isn’t it? Perfect order. But what will you say if I tell you, there is no order but an enormous chaos inside that glass tube? That you are just looking at an illusion? Think about it, you revolve the tube at various angles, the stuff inside gets stirred, getting messed up. That is the epitome of chaos; things get messed up. But then, wouldn’t you agree that a kaleidoscope creates order out of chaos, letting us mesmerized by just some silly concept of textbook physics of light and reflections?

A few days ago, I read a blog written by a guy I respect. ( link ) A good friend of mine, and far better a writer than me. There, quite amusingly, he spoke of being dead for just one day (that was quite interesting brother). I know, one cannot find the relevance between a kaleidoscope and being dead, but be still!

I don’t know much about life, so I will let it be answered by people with superior philosophies. But I do know about chaos. I know, sometimes, life is hell bent on giving us lemons, and the sourest ones! Things go apeshit, bat-crap crazy, in one fleeting moment. One slight miscalculated word you speak, step you take, and everything turns into one nasty mess. The established order we think there is gets upset and et voila!

Now, I can try to make relevance between dying and chaos, and it might not make any sense to anybody. So apologies in advance. We all are going to hell, believe me, we are! And I don’t think it’s necessary to speak of the obvious about death. It is not in our power. But chaos is! The kaleidoscope is in our hands. It always was. The small colorful beads inside that glass tube are in our power, and thus, the order is too! Or rather the illusion of order, as I said, chaos is always there.

Believe me when I say this, chaos is beautiful, if you know what you are looking for. Some memories in past flooding your nights, a slight flutter of your heart when you see someone, the restless mind when you face disarray, when things go out of control, let it be! You may not know, but you are looking at a life size colorful pattern. We always try to control, to “handle” stuff instead of letting it be. Sure, sometimes we must take certain steps to make thing easy, but always controlling stuff is shit! We are afraid of our hearts to be in love. We say “I want to fly” but the moment we face the chaos of winds, we screw up! We are afraid of getting hurt, which hurts us more, scars us, and turns us into nothing but pathetic existence. We crave for things to easy, we are looking for peace, but we are looking at all the wrong places. Remember, for a kaleidoscope to work, look closely, very closely! Peep inside the eye-hole! You’ll find your lost order. And if not, well, keep looking, and let it be. It is far easier.

As far as death is concerned, well, we can’t make it out alive, but we can live, creating our own chaos and order. So, let’s look through the kaleidoscope.

Regards.

p.s -  I know it is late, but happy new year to all!