At our own mercy

How does one gauge slavery? Is it even possible in today’s timeframe? I’ve never been jailed though amma often locked us up so that we weren’t subjected to scorching summer sun. But that doesn’t come close to what a slave must feel under his/her master’s command. For reasons plausible, slavery is attached to people with darker skin shade although people across the spectrum — irrespective of their race — suffered at the hands of those who were comparatively more powerful. And in some parts of the world, continue to.

Wait a minute.

We are all slaves, right? We might be the captain of our souls but we don’t always win the toss. We are captivated by the desire to gain something even at the cost of losing our sanity. We often get ourselves in such a goddamn hurry that we don’t even realize where we’re heading towards. It’s a strange world and our species, stranger. With the change in era, we’ve become our own whiplashing masters. Aren’t we the victims of our accomplished milestones and unaccomplished dreams? I don’t know about you but i’m engauged now.