Poetic justice

Poetic justice

Just like the philosopher "D J Kyos", I too want to camoflauge my real self with tint so that when people look at me, they see their reflection.
Why should we approve vibes of condenscension towards our life choices?
As such there is retribution for our actions.
Our virtues are rewarded.
Our vices are punished.
Does our life resemble the fiendish level of sudoku?
Scary.
Intimidating.
Cruel.
Cant we ever escape the prying eyes of someone above?
Why does karma become the game changer in our life?
We join the tribe of non judgemental people only when we cant look into our own eyes.
Which deeds are sinful?
Coming from one's heart cant be evil.
Does the binding of norms decide the categorization of our acts?
Guilty or not guilty?

How about playing the game of chess solitarily in our life?
Between heart and mind.
Let them plant moves against each other but in our own selves.
Let our soul watch ths tiff between the two from afar.
Wherein the winning depends on the well crafted solutions of the one who has antipicated problems prior.

Let the non judgemental, unprejudiced, indulgent, tolerant, lenient and liberal soul checkmate the manipulative moves of the mind.

Let poetic justice prevail.

By Purvi K