Tragedy as comedy

 Tragedy as Comedy 

Hey dear all, I hope everyone is doing great. I recently felt the missing pieces from me for the past few months without writing blogs. My mind was suffocated with so many thoughts which I couldn't neglect. In recent times, I couldn't figure out myself trying to ignore every gloomy thought arising within myself. So, finally, I decided to start over my writing again to get rid of those negative opinions, I am grateful and excited to meet y'all here again.

But from now, I'm burdened to share this thought-provoking content, "Tragic as Comedy".

One of my professors shared a lecture on the background and outline of the play "Riders to the Sea" As he was giving the outline to the act, he talked about the tragedy. According to Greek mythology, tragedy is meant for the high-ranking people in society; their suffering is only seen as a tragedy; getting punishment from the Divine because of their foolishness is seen as a tragedy. But the pain of a mother sending her sons to the sea as it's the only option to feed their family, knowing there is no guarantee for the lives of her sons, is seen as a normal suffering that they will have for their lifetime. Hearing these words, I remembered the novel I read a few months back, "The Hungry Tide" by Val Wood, where the protagonist's father met with a terrible accident at sea; his son was forced to work, the family was depressed and mourn for the misfortune happened in their lives. But their family somehow settled with a decent lifestyle in the later part of the novel. But is this justified to be normal suffering? My professors ended with this worthful comment "For rich people, it's tragic when their diamond shoes are tight". 

On the other hand, we make comedy by mocking other's suffering. My professor said that if we look down on someone, we intend to mock them. I laugh when people make fun of each other's situation, and I do the same to the people with whom I feel comfortable, but I never think about that person's feelings until it happens to me. My professor focused on tragedy as comedy, but my mind diverted to hurting others' emotions; if somebody falls accidentally, the first thing that we do is laugh at them. Only after that, we try to help them to get up, and I did that. Today, I realise it is a defect of humankind; if that particular person was a stranger to us, we might think of helping them immediately, but if it's our friend or someone well-known to us, then we'll laugh. It's a human nature. I don't want to carry this flaw with me anymore; I'm not sure whether I can follow it as my principle or not, but I want to be a better version of myself every day.