Illusion

“The truth as we know is only an illusion” – she said. “The world as we know is also an illusion” – okay!! But which part?

My Phone? My clothes? Or the chairs and buildings and the likes? May be she is philosophical and is detached from these worldly possessions. But, then she clarified – “No silly! All. You, me, everyone and everything.” Now, I started getting worried. Especially because of her profession.

She did not have a philosophical background, nor she was a firm believer of god and its ultimate power. She was a research scientist working in the area of some very fancy name of Physics. Yes, she had told me that name. It was just too fancy for me to remember.

So here she was – a scientific girl, totally sane, at least before this conversation, who comes up with the theory that everything is an illusion.

I asked – “how do you know it is an illusion?” She retorted – “How do you know it’s not?” I didn’t have an answer. “May be because I can see things, feel them, their texture, color etc.”. She said – “How do you know the color that you see of an object is it’s true color? How do you know the color observed by a colorblind guy is not it’s true color?”

“Because he is a colorblind guy. That’s why!!”, see it wasn’t so hard to answer. “But we humans have labelled him colorblind. How do we know he is a colorblind and not us?” I didn’t have an answer. That was a dead end. I decided I won’t go out with her again.

I like to imagine this whole conversation was just an illusion.

This post was written in response to the Daily Prompt: Illusion.

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2 thoughts on “Illusion

  1. I don’t think I could hang out with someone like that for long, either. Don’t go out with them again, because they make your head ache. What? Then they have you questioning everything, isn’t that the first step to paranoia? I think a date told me that before… hmmm…

    1. Exactly. Not that I don’t appreciate people having different thoughts, or even wild thoughts. But this was something beyond my imaginations. πŸ™‚

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