Illusions of a Bachelor: Tired
By Aaron Aroriza, Uganda:
My eyes are getting heavy; the eyelids are begging to close. I need to literally hold them apart with my hands to keep them open but my arms have gone numb. My back aches. Some vein in my head has turned into a hammer and it's ferociously pounding away at my brain. I'm numb; completely drained. Exhausted.
Tired of everything around me; tired of the times we live in.
Tired of people who call themselves 'educated' when they haven't learned life's true values and haven't discovered their purpose in this short life.
Tired of those who refer to themselves as 'well travelled' when they neither know the path that leads to their ancestors' graves, nor the route that leads to the nearest library in their neighborhood.
Tired of those who think it's cool to be fluent in English and terrible in one's mother tongue; people who scoff at those that almost bite their tongues while trying to speak English and sound like the great Shakespeare when speaking their mother tongue.
Tired of those who think, by flying out of the country they immediately become a hundred times smarter than the people they left behind.
Tired of 'pan Africanists' who are proud to be medical doctors and don't want to share the same table with African traditional healers: Has it occurred to you that most self proclaimed pan Africanists don't even live in Africa?! So much for loving the continent!
Tired of those who claim to love God whom they've never seen yet do not even know the next door neighbor's name. If they loved God so much, wouldn't they know something about his two greatest commandments?
Tired of those who claim to be rational, enlightened, smart human beings yet they treat their pets much better than they treat their friends. And they say they love animals because they have a kind heart?
Tired of those who, as way of informing you how good a product they bought is, ask “do you know how expensive this is?” Helloooo, we want to know how much it does, not how much it cost you. For all we know, you might have been terribly ripped off. Matter of fact, you look good for it.
Tired of those who keep telling me I will go to hell if I don't believe in their god. Do they know what will happen to them if they don't accept my god?
Tired of those who think anyone who denounces God and professes atheism suddenly becomes an intellectual. Tired of hearing people claim they are having an intellectual debate when everything they say is swimming in sentimentality and drowning in irrationality.
There's a nagging buzz in my ears. My throat is begging for enormous amounts of fluid. I open my mouth to speak and instead I yawn. Now the eyes are itching; begging to be rubbed. I'm bushed – completely depleted. Somnolent – totally weary… Tired!
Tired of those who ask me whether my 'illusions' are real or made up; Come-on, how am I supposed to know? I'm never sure whether I'm awake, thinking I'm sleeping while I write them or whether I'm sleeping, dreaming I'm awake. I'm just tired-dead tired.