Reading Wordsworth’s poem ‘The World Is Too Much with Us’ awakens us to the present state of affairs. We begin to wonder that if as early as in the Romantic age itself, the circumstances had forced the sensitive Wordsworth to compose on the loss of sensitivity in his short poem by writing “Getting and spending we lay waste our powers”, then imagine, if he had been unfortunately alive today; would he not experience a total loss of words to witness and express the apathy and total loss of sensitivity, we have developed not only towards nature but towards each other as well.
Man is a social animal, but today he seeks company only to appear on Page 3. He seeks only that company which enables him to climb the ladder of success. Companionship for the sake of it and a leisurely soul-sharing is a luxury of the past. Every man is in the middle of a ‘do or die’ race and cannot spare time to even exercise his facial muscles to smile at some remotely known person; lest that person eats into his preciously priced time and his much guarded privacy. No…he is not going to make it (his coveted smile) cheap by smiling like the simple Duchess of Robert Browning at whomsoever she meets. It will affect his social standing and he is one in opinion on this with the heartless Duke.
Celebrations have no doubt become the order of the day and with consumerism taking the driver’s seat the means to express love and feelings are becoming costlier and superficial than simpler but deeply emotional. The thoroughfares are elaborate, pompous and glittering in competition with each other. ‘The lavish the party, the costlier the gift, the grand the menu, the higher the love’ is the social message given. It is an opportunity for people to get together only to be seen with or clicked with Mr or Mrs so and so in so and so’s party.
We have sure become like Arjun, one of the Pandavas, who sees only the parrot’s eye, but in the wrong context with a much disoriented aim. We have our eye firmly targeted on acquiring money which wrings out dry even the attachment we should have with our parents. Ironically, the neglected parents have many a times to blame themselves for neither instilling a value system in their child nor providing themselves as responsible role-models before their off-springs.
We love to chat on internet or coo foolish words into the mobile phones to people who are neither our family nor true friends .But if a relative comes to visit, we make fruitless attempts to hide our disinterest and consider it as a time totally gone down the drain. We are enthusiasts on the face book and twitter and feel proud to make public all the sundry thoughts on the social media but our immediate family members remain in a perpetual famine of words from us.
Personality development and communication skills are learnt by us in a systematic way only to be used as skills in our workplaces. The people at home are never the beneficiaries of these skills. Ok! Some may argue that home is the place where we wish to remain natural and not again put on that imposed restraint like the workplace. Agreed, that we cannot be goody, goody all the time at home but we can at least be civil with our immediate family who expect some words of interaction from us. 24hours news channels, cricket matches, daily soaps and web-series are some of the savories of the idiot box which eats into whatever little time we have left for interaction with our family members. The children have become so much addicted to the television that if the electricity is not there, they become extremely restless and behave as if they are not able to breathe properly. It becomes the important duty of the parents to wean away their children from the overpowering influence of the idiot box and channelize their energies towards something more fruitful. But the parents are too busy to notice such things!
We only feel content to witness our rising bank balance but the bankrupting of sensitivities does not torment us. Our conversations are hollow, our feelings shallow, our thoughts extremely narrow, our celebrations only a pompous show. We have also become distant from true literature which can be our true teacher and help us bring back our lost emotions as soul soothing rain. As every individual enters and becomes servile to this scene of blind money mongering; we are entering a dark tunnel where we can see light only if we wish to pause in our blind race for money and desire to upgrade our emotional quotient. Hence this urgent plea to claim ourselves from the clutches of levity and to drink deep from the reservoirs of sensitivities embedded under our superficialities. The aridity in our life would then surely be met with a much awaited emotional oasis!!
Let me be your confidante. Tell me your woes. And by sharing let those woes be mitigated!!