An Escape From Life
We all know that living is all about experiencing situations, emotions, actions, feelings, and thoughts, but in a third-world country such as Morocco, when we grow closer to the meaning of life, it is summarized into an economic dealing. It is a relationship of buying and selling, those emotions and situations, which are not ours, have been sold to us like drugs.
I live in a neighbourhood where the youth go spoiled without a purpose in life. Hence the ongoing search for the “magic pill” to keep them distracted from the misery of the so-called life, however, they find none, which forces them into a corner of bereavement, melancholy, and bitterness, thus the only escape becomes their biggest motive to indulge in life from another dimension.
Unemployed young boys in the neighbourhood would gather around four p.m. at a spot, they would round up whatever money they got for one volunteer who knows where the magic pill is dealt. As soon as he comes back, they would start consuming, smoking, drinking, or ingesting, depending on the nature of their chosen pill that night.
As the sun goes down and the sky grows darker. I can assure you that none of them would be recognizable. They would have been transformed into roaming empty corpses. Any topic to them from then on would simply be a call for laughter and mockery.
They use drugs to escape from the hardship of life. For them, life is a burden but, using drugs is the shelter. I myself experienced the feeling of being high, not just high but, out of myself, a completely strange person because, I used a very effective drug. It is Norlatex, a small orange can with a very intense alcoholic adhesive. We put a few drops in a narrow plastic bag to keep the intensity of the alcohol, and we start inhaling the smell fully. Then, the party begins. We keep imagining and perceiving what we dream of or could happen in the future, some of us like remembering the past with its disappointments. In the middle of the night, we imagine ourselves as heroes in the war, intellectuals in the university, good sons to our parents, happy in the future, and helpful to others, but at that moment, we live the helplessness.
Drugs have never been a solution to escape from problems of life or solve them. On the contrary, they make tomorrow harder than yesterday. Addiction knocks on your door, and when it is in, you are done, which means the life that you want to live is vanishing and fading away while you are watching in pain.
