Funny how we never get bored of ourselves. People tend to get bored by a lot of things very easily, but how weird is it to always know everything about ourselves and still not get bored.

Is this because we never really know what we are? Or is it because we have so many different faces that keep us entertained at all times?

I would say both, we do not know who we are because the second we try to get to know ourselves, we run away because it is a dark scary path, human emotions are after all intense.

We are never really us, never really who we are except of course when we are all alone when we do not have a name, faceless, naked, real, so very real.

It must be so difficult to always keep in mind what face do you have to use with different people, in different situations, but humans have mastered this art extremely well. Surely, they are an enigma.

Is that the answer? Are humans that mysterious? Is that why we do not get bored of ourselves? Or maybe not(?) Not everything is going to be so easy to unwrap. For that is what keeps us going, mystery. Cats aren’t curious for nothing. So never let that child in you grow.

But then again don’t we ever ask ourselves, what are we living for? I kept asking myself this question, turns out there really is no reason. We are living because we kind of have to, right? We keep on going just like that, mindlessly even soullessly at times.

No one knows what exactly are we looking for or are we even looking for something? Why do we have to exist? The baseline is we are doing this because we are told that this is the right way, don’t ask questions, don’t think too deep, don’t be a rebel. What if someday you realize that everyone was wrong all the way and you, my dear you yourself were right.

To sum it up, maybe we are living for debates, for disputes, for people not agreeing with one another, for conflicts, for contradictions. For if it’s not complicated it’s not life.

By:

Priyal Mulchandani

1B, BA (H) English