The Haze



As the train moved across the countryside, he put his head to the window, the drug coursing through his veins finally had his brain cut off from the rest of the body and he felt time slow down.
As he looked through the window, he saw a glowing ball of flame descend through the sky. It was hazy. But he could figure out that the glowing ball was just the sun. As he rests his head on the cold window pane, closing his eyes, he remembered how sordidly egoistic mankind was, how we claimed that we were the centre of the universe, that everything known to us revolved around us and how our egos were burnt as bright as that glowing ball when we were disproven.

His mind slipped, conjured the image of the glowing ball, upon which centuries of arguments were held, and he thought of how egoistic mankind still is, in believing that they are alone, that the divine entity created them and none other.
A sneer crossed his face when he realised how much a 'fish in a bowl' resembled mankind. How disillusioned we are.
But, it's just the drugs. He is a drugged man. Why should WE heed to such lunacy?
 This is where our ego kicks in, and the truth takes the backstage.

Photography by Nishanth Bobbili

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