Blooming Madness- My take on the essence of Keats' Ode to a Nightingale
‘Balance’ is a phenomenal word ever added to dictionary. Connotation of which can also lead to dangerous discoveries about life. If ever one is privileged to explore the spheres of ‘absurdity’,’existentialism’, ‘nihilism’, all of which are separated by a very blur line, she/he is bounded by a constant dilemma eroding the very depths of fundamentals. The mischievous dance between hope and hopelessness, sane and insane, faith and doubt, meaning and futility…consumes even the brightest of minds. It brutally fetches the purpose of living. Yet however tragic and bleak it may be, it cannot avoid the sole meaning anchored with it…that it’s all funny! A joke, dropped so unceremoniously, that has the inevitable strength to liberate anybody from the shackles of reasons, belongingness, despair and from the tortured loop of patterns. Many great philosophers, thinkers, poets, artists have questioned and embraced this dance. Among whom ‘John Keats’ was a remarkable genius…believing in “...