Closure is overrated. Have you ever heard yourself say, ‘I
was okay with her leaving me, but all I was asking was for some closure!’ Oh
shut up, dude! Grow a pair!
Here is the thing. We have all been there. We are the
Templar Knights who went looking for the elusive Holy Grail or the Fountain of
Youth, or whatever the fuck people looked for and never got! But the funny part
about closure is that it’s not that big a deal. In the ‘philosophical’
definition of things, closure is about coming to terms with reality, realizing
that what has happened has happened and you need to let go. In the words of a
friend of mine, who still sucks his thumb while he sleeps what closure really
means is: Fucking moving on, dude!
So what exactly is this weird thing: Closure. Why do you need
it? Where do you find it? The sad part is it all of this was conveniently missed
out in all the moral stories we grew up ‘learning’ from. Oh wait. Maybe not.
There was that one, the one with the fox who tried getting those grapes and
never did, yeah! What happened in the end? Oh yes, he walked away saying: The
Grapes were sour! Perfect! Isn’t that closure? Maybe. So are you telling me that closure is
actually about fooling yourself?
Of course, it is! Everything we have been doing so far is
fooling someone or the other! ‘I will study for this semester’ or ‘Sure dude,
you are my best friend, I won’t hit on your ex-girlfriend’ or the best so far, ‘I
love you’. So maybe, closure too is fooling oneself. Hell, every movie we have
watched says that everything is but Illusion and Dream. From Nolan’s fuck all
movies to Fincher’s well.. uhmm.. movies? Well.. they have all said it. Now you
see me, now you don’t!
But that’s just the ‘i-give-up-ist’ view of everything.
Whatever the Wachowski brothers have to say, I still believe that our existence
is real and tangible. The moment when you read a good book and it makes you
wanna write one! The moment when you sit in the rain, drinking tea and maybe
smoking that cigarette! The li’l flutter you feel when the girl you wanna ask
out pings you on WhatsApp! The moment when you just sit and talk to a good
friend about how trippy painkillers can be and that insane moment when you hold
a month old kid in your arm and it stops crying. It looks up at you and it
smiles, maybe it does not know what a ‘smile’ is, maybe it was just a muscle
spasm, but you still believe it’s a smile. Illusion and dream? Don’t think so.
Then there is the question of why do you need it. We are
fucking humans. We want to curl up in a corner and cry ourselves to sleep over
everything. Love, career, parents,
peers, friends, enemies! Man, we have issues! But then, we can’t ignore
closure. It makes us feel good.
There may be a man who finds closure as his fingers run over
steely build of his guitar. There may be those who find closure in dreams.
There are those who find closure in knowing. Knowing what went wrong, knowing
what happened! ‘Was it my fault?’, because to some people it is about: I Know
Therefore I Am. To some, closure could be in knowing that the girl he loved now
looks like a deranged drug addict. To some(like Adele), it would be in knowing
that they are doing well. To some, it is about looking in the mirror and
knowing what you are worth. The song of Poets of the Fall goes: My worth is the
look in yours, my prize the smile playing tricks on your lips! And that’s the
shitty part, when you see your own worth in someone else’s eyes and that’s when
you need closure. Then there is the
closure of knowing that you are in a better place. Try stalking your
girlfriend/boyfriend on Facebook and run through all their pictures. It will
feel good. Real good. Just to know what you have with you now.
Closure is like a hooker. You find them in the most
unexpected places and if they are worth the money, it
feels fucking good!
Hence Screwed!
