merry sisyphus and the bored audience

i came across sisyphus last night. instead of rolling the large block of stone for eternity he was there staring in empty space and seemed to be in the midst of deep meditation.maybe i thought after all these centuries of doing this task he finally realized the futility of it all. the absurdity of the universe is overwhelming maybe just maybe he now accepts the fact that resistence is futile.i stood a few meters away from him observing his catatonic pose. i was expecting that he will levetate anytime soon like that saint who was in "agony and ecstasy" or a bright shining light from his back luminating the entire scene just like those pics when sidharta became buddha. long silence.patience i told myself maybe my dear sisyphus is still in the middle of his enlightenment process battling his own minions of demons or already on the edge of achieving his godliness.i waited.and waited.suddenly he opened his eyes. and the glitters of a new found knowledge is evident in them. atlast he made it. the finality of it all. the realization of the absurdity and meaninglessness of the universe. he walked fast towards my direction. i thought he would embrace me but he just moved straight ahead until he stopped and picked something from the ground.its a large thick stick.and i imagined moses leading the istralites out of egypt to the promised land. his stick parting the red sea and striking a rock for water to come out. its liberation.but something strage happened. Sisyphus positioned himself infront of the rock. oh no this cant be true! sensing my disbelief he turned to me and pointing at the stick he said "for leverage."there he goes again in his pointless task and here i am watching him over and over again....

(n.b. this was also published in my artamisa blog)