The Force

It is so difficult to keep your head above water when there’s this constant force which is pulling you down. And when your head is underwater, submerged…you don’t really know how to breathe. There are voices in your head which tell you ‘Remember to breathe’. As the descent continues you wonder, has it all come down to breathing? Don’t you deserve a chance to choose how would you like to sink? How about in a clean swimming pool with chlorine stinging your eyes when you are trying to keep your eyes open and making sense of things? Or maybe in a muddy river which hauls your body as the water slowly begins to fill your lungs? Ladies and gentlemen, feel free to choose how you want to exit. Anyway, all of it is going to gush in as the downward force becomes overpowering and paralyses everything. Even the feeble attempts to save yourself are so futile that you eventually give in and accept the fate that you have to fade away; that you have to go down. In ‘Hollow Men’, Eliot had said –

“This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.”

Maybe he was not referring to the apocalyptic prophecy but our fates…the sheer doomed nature of it. You just fade into the background and people won’t even come to know. Don’t expect a grand exit because theatrics aren't in your favour, though you might love them.