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Writer's pictureShaurya Saurabh

A Room below The Bed


 



As you lay your head on that soft pillow, your sense of consciousness tends to dwindle. Tired by the trivialities of the day, you head to the allure of the bed, like all of us do.  When the mundane chores are done, and you can finally stretch out on that mattress, you start drifting out of consciousness. When you’ve slaved away at the terminal, so your owners still pay you, you start pining to hit the sack.

 

One such day, after selling your soul sufficiently well, you go to sleep. Only to find yourself in a room, placed right below your bed. It’s a weird world down there, you know. A world where people on the street smile at you as they pass by, instead of staring at you as if you’ve surgically removed both of their kidneys without their consent. A world where people place logic over belief and science over superstition. A world where the guy who believes in God is the homeless bum on the sidewalk and not the richest man on the planet. In a world where people are not walking-talking resumes. A world where man’s worth is not defined by the square footage of his house, but the square footage of his intellect.

 

It’s an interesting world down there. People actually speak their mind. They will tell you to “buzz off” if and when they want you to get out of their house, as opposed to “relax, it’s your house”. No it’s not. People down there believe in reality as opposed to kowtowing to the bald bearded invisible guy in the clouds who has nothing better to do than to ‘watch’ everyone. People down there do as they wish to. They don’t consult astrologists before deciding the proper day to commit suicide.

 

It’s a fascinating goddamn world down there. You’ll be hard-pressed to find a retard telling you “the weather is nice” just to elongate an already dead conversation. Every “so when is your son getting married” is retorted with a resolute “when the hell are you going to die you old hag”.  It’s a world where dogma is left to the dogs and reality to humans.

 

But hey, wake up, you do remember that this was all a dream, right? Regain consciousness, you are back to REALITY. Where belief, dogma and superstition will always reign supreme and where the individual will be burnt at the stake, so the societal retards can abandon reason and glorify ritualism.

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