The Day the World descended Into Anarchy.

                       I woke up suddenly one morning only to discover dead bodies beside me. I wish it was a bad dream, I tried to make it a dream. It wasn’t a dream. Truth is red. I got it that day. I checked my watch. I had to clean the blood off it. It told me that anarchy prevails from today. Bewildered, I walked on to the highway. I found happy people and angry people. Happy because they thought anarchy meant liberty, angry because they can make use of that liberty against their enemies.

I'm free. I got my freedom.

'Wait a second, is it a plot against the world?'

Is this really how anarchy feels like?

I looked at my shadow behind me following me since always. One day my shadow will start speaking to me. It was silent all these days. It observed everything. The day anarchy prevails, my shadow will start speaking. Until then it’ll be the darkest soldier that I’ll come across all my life. Well, I don’t see the shadow speaking yet. May be it needs some time to digest the truth. How do I know if I can trust my own shadow in this irrational world? May be I should excuse myself into a no man’s land. That might help.

‘Hunger for what made these people like this?’

All these centuries we’ve been caged. One day came and freed us from it. As a human I understood how people behave when they’re freed. They look for something new, something big. They found peace in blood, I’ll say.  

‘This system is wrong,’ told half my conscience. ‘Well, it was worse before,’ told my other half.

Was it really that bad? Or was it better when that corrupted leader ruled the nation?

The world has always been hostile to people who wanted to make the best out of it. They lost their temper. They saw the future. It was black. Nothing ever would be better in this world. They understood that it is time to be a rebel. To go not against the world but the filth that filled it.

'Well, I'm ready. Hit me.'

Liberty wasn’t a choice back then. But now, we have enough that we can pass on to the next off springs. Savor it. Liberty din’t meet people in a single day effort. Millions of years have gone into gaining reputation, safety and liberty. ‘Savor it’ said my mind who has been watching the deliberate angst of people who’re taking in anarchy into their blood.

‘Today’s the day.’

‘What day?’

‘Liberty day.’

‘Really?’

‘Well, do you see the walls anymore?’

‘No.’

‘Then today is what I said it is. There ain’t gonna be any walls anymore. We are free with a capital F.’

‘How long do you think it’s gonna last?’

‘That doesn’t matter. Today matters. I’ve got wine in my hand and weed in my head. That’s all matters.’

The transformation from black to white. From democracy to anarchy. This phase, I've been waiting for this all my restricted life. Redemption is all I needed. No one is now there to count on my sins.

After millions of years of fighting against the nature and its contents man came up with a revolutionary idea that changed the world like never before, exploitation. Many people doubted why earth is the only space to live. Many were content that it is the only space to live. I wasn't even there when all the big bang happened. Science was always there. It is inevitable. We just have to find the reason. No intuition is appreciated in science, well, not at first at least.

A group of intellects sat around.

'Told you this day was gonna come!'

No one replied. Smoke filled the entire space. It was of marijuana. Their celebration product was always default, marijuana for anything and everything.

'Look at me, I'm flying.'

Everyone’s tones have gone belligerent that day. They never ceased from being hostile to themselves and to the neighbors. It gave them their own piece of mind. They saw blood like never before. The thirst seemed perpetual in the red-eyed monsters. They thought the game has begun. They never realized the bloody consequences, well, it’s bloody already.

The sand I touched was moist. I could smell the violence. I felt like that police dog where it shouts when it smells blood or any anything suspicious. I shouted too, but in confusion. I wondered for a second that if I liked democracy either. ‘I din’t’ my mind answered. Well, that leaves me no option. ‘ve got to lay path for a new system.

‘They said weed is noxious. But today, it shows heaven’ says a mind that passed across me on the bus. Bus? There ain’t any buses. Yet I met him. I guess I was high too. But not high enough to not realize the truth. Wine was flowing on the roads, so was blood. Marijuana has already been the most common element on that day. It’ll last forever. I took some into my hand, crushed it and took it in. ‘Give me some, I use marijuana but I ain’t a junkie’ said a junkie behind me. I gave the rest of my drag to him and walked with red eyes forward.

To kill eternal suffering was their aim. Well, don’t they see the suffering now? More or less, I thought this would be a good idea back then when I was stuck with the system that does, well, nothing. Now that I face the contrary, I ain’t inclined towards this either.

‘The new system is on the way’ – that’s what I tell to please myself. Hunger grew inside me as I walked down the bloody path and I was afraid that I’ll forget the word ‘haven’ forever. An apple is all I needed. It felt exciting knowing that there is none above us. No one to cage us. Yet, I couldn’t do anything about it.

‘Stop this madness! Stop it, it leads nowhere. You’ll rot and the rats will feed on you if this continues,’ shouted a pregnant. I saw fear like never before. She told me that the past felt better and the future is too sophisticated and stupid and is inevitable. Yet she smiled at every brute that passed her.

 I started planning for the days that are ahead. Nothing seemed like an idea that endures this sight. For a second, I wondered that if money matters in this case, I mean, are people still going mad after money? Money was something that drove the world since its inception. It is pure and irresistible. Greed came along and is now by default. It’s in the blood. The seduction that that smell has chokes everything else. The world wouldn’t be better in any system. It is the people, not the world.