To the bird outside the window

To the bird outside the window

Something so inherently scary about anyone who accepted their fate. Life is a string of minor decisions people make every single day. But outsiders want to know only a few of them, so they will use the decisions to ridicule you on the stage. Out of hundreds of decisions, only a few get called out by outsiders.

People who break the thread of normalcy to individuality create a ripple that is unavoidable for those who prefer the lake’s calm waters. As far as they are concerned, the water has always been calm and stable. Insecurity chimes in when the outsiders see the industry hailing the people who broke out as heroes, as someone to be admired in the world.

Not realizing the risk these people carry by just being outside of normalcy. Their life will be tough, as they will always be surrounded by people who have found comfort in a cell made of sharp nails. The outsiders can’t fathom seeing someone who will not share the same cell as them in life.

It is the idea of seeing someone facing the warm breeze of life that sends shivers down their spine. The stories are quite different from how it plays out inside the head of an outsider. That’s when the anger begins to take shape in life.

People who do break out; will get outcaste by the hand that fed them. The feeling of being lesser is something that people don’t know anything about; unless they live on the street or take on work that is deemed as demeaning to the socialites. But the idea of making someone feel lesser doesn’t necessarily stay in one variation, limited to the class disparity. Nope, the real story is vastly different.

Following yourself

Individual freedom is an unorthodox way of revealing yourself to the world. You can tell; if someone is being themselves without following the standard of modern doctrine. The idea of free expression is a taboo of the old days; here is a man or woman freely expressing their emotion to the world without feeling shame.

A pill that many in the society will not swallow under any circumstances. As they stare at these people with vitriol in their hearts, the hate they spew out of their mouths doesn’t have any pure origins. They just don’t want the people to live a life; that they never touched. As fate allowed them to walk on a difficult path; so their offspring will enjoy the fruits of their labor. Now that all of it is happening in front of their eyes, they can’t see it.

The idea of happiness made sense, the idea of people never facing severe adversities felt good, but some people never thought they would see it in real life. Now they are, and they are not happy.

Deep down, people wanted to be happy, but they were slaves to their time. And the world they were conceived in didn’t allow them to spread out their wings and fly into the world their way. The scar did stay with them; now they see people who look like them, doing the things that they dreamed of doing every day.

“Every day”, a word that doesn’t seem to have too much meaning, but it certainly does. Doing the exact same thing every single day will help you gain a different perspective on things. Even if what you are doing is defined as the peak of happiness, over time, the joy fades and replaces it with blandness.

The bird enters

But to the bird looking at your life through the window, it only sees what you create out of reality. It sees the joy all around you and nothing else. And the bird outside of your room is fascinated with your life, something extraordinary. The bird just looks at your life and stares at your gesture all day, every minute; it observes you and you only.

It sees nothing else; the cloth and the flesh are all it needs to see to create baseless judgment.

After a while, the bird creates you and your personality out of thin air. What you represent is defined as what you show to the world through your flesh. All of your emotions, ideas, personality, and thoughts get created by the bird looking at you through the window.

The bird sees you and has created you out of thin air. And suddenly, everyone in the world will create a caricature based on the drawings of the bird.

Isn’t it all hilarious? A bird you never met came into your house one day, stared at you for an abnormal time, and made you entirely. Now half of the world believes what the bird told them. No matter how much you scream, you will never be able to destroy ‘yourself.’

Deep down, you know you are not the person the world tells you to be. It is a cheap caricature created by a bird that only saw your flesh and nothing else. But for the world, the simplistic explaination was enough for an answer. They see people like them, simplistic without any complex emotions.

As the world does a fine job of beating the emotion out of the head, the only thing that remains is a simple being with ubiquitous human emotions. The only thing they see as themselves in others; the problem arises when a person defies others. That’s when the bird flies in and strips you of yourself.

It goes on until you become them when you look at yourself in the mirror.