Sunday, September 24, 2006

Story of an Old Camera:Disguise of Present Time

Though I have misused it many time that’s why my Camera forgot me and left for an unfinished journey to find out his Cameramen or handler, owner with great human values and pride, owner who seeks his multi dimensional photo frame in creativity, owner of enthusiasm with an élan to capture the image of sun, owner who has courage to climb the mount Everest and use myself to capture the most joyous event of life; the victorious moment.

Usually he tried to talk to me about his needs, his attitude, his way of life in which he desire to capture the life in different frames but my greedy nature never allow me to think beyond my long lasting fulfillment of intoxicated desire with respect to common ground for enjoying human life. I forget him before the opera of white skinned nudity or I caught in the deepness of social sickness for my amorous appetite, I forgot his desire to discover a new passion of life, which leads generations to pinnacle of life and evolve them from the penchant of idealness, morality, deep rooted leadership and respect for all being, I forgot so I lost him at last. I live with him almost three years and he must have reminded me around thousand times to take care of his needs but I never thought about his need in due course of my fantasy for money, fantasy for sex and violence, remarkable hold of corruption in society and remains of great cultural identity and destruction of historical events marked in great Indian history. Media, my partner has lost his identity in dogmatic principle of capitalism and ideological flow of west. Creativity was his core strength to put a multi dimensional light on the bureaucracy of contemporary times, overflowing political corruptness and dual natured economical strength of nation. Though I had used my Camera for manifestation of the sexual heterodoxy on ‘Page Three’ in some ‘Times of India…’ regularly to make my identity on the same plane but it was a complete lost of identity in fact a dogmatic lost of purpose for it was driven to hands of contemporary Media. I have created many school of negative thought like pornography, breaching of private life, political violence in the name of Religion and Race, criminalization, sexual atrocities, gender inequality and massacre of humanity and programme for purposeless publicity. Every flash of him reminded me of shivering naked truth situated before my eyes and nervousness hovering on my body is witnessing the existence of remaining ethical values in mankind but I was suffering from megalomania and became the victim of dilemma between crossovers of boundaries. I completely lost in another world that were fulfilling my fantasies. Subjectivity of naked truth in front of camera jolted me from inside but my eyes weakened to the state where I could not distinguished between thinking and doing of myself which were followed by a dilemma of pluralism of life and languished to a situation of amnesia. Every time I was using him for selfish purpose and yet again I was deceiving myself.
Was it a chronological stride towards postmodern era, which is pointing towards the selfish nature of social events and its pertaining organizers? Or it was an unscrupulous attempt of institutional power to keeping juvenile intellect to away from the main play ground of science and humanity.
I think it is undiscovered disguise of present time to fulfill our desire in order to find out new cultural identity that is indeed contaminated with the undesired elements which are having properties of exploiting science and humanity and up to some extant the autonomy and hegemony of static boundaries.
I have weakened the foundation of my own home with my own hands and become the victim of vengeance, which is regenerative and destructive in nature.
Parameters needed to conclude the event, which is representing the whole mechanizing world, which has a strong hold upon the daily life of mankind. Eventually it can be speculated to conclude that there is a need to discover the occult science with help of theses materialistic things to see the pervasive effect on human kind and to refrain from pathway, which leads to degeneration of human kind.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

you have written down very good story driven from self imagination.
keep it up.

Pradeep said...

Thank you anonymous!

Anonymous said...

Good pieceof work, pradeep....so u too have become philosopher...

Pradeep said...

thnks buddy.