Posted in Life

The dark road.

“Excuse me? Can I walk with you?” – A sharp amplitude of voice struck his ears and he was bewildered for a moment. The face went blank, asking for more explanation from the naive beauty that was standing in front of him. The street he was walking in was named “Park Road”, was dark and quiet. The trees were looking big and scary and there was nothing on the road but two of them. From where she appeared was a mystery, as he was engaged so much in his loud thoughts that apparently were hitting his head furiously. The girl wanted to cross the fearful street, with someone’s aid. Somehow this guy was the only option, and looked trustworthy, the former had more weight on the reasoning than the latter. “Sure”, was his answer, without making any eye contact. He was worried about something deep hidden in his mind. Looked like, he heard a very bad news and continuously trying to recover from it but was drowning into it, fiercely. The girl felt more uncomfortable due to the silence of the living things, especially this man, who was looking straight to the end of the street where the darkness was ending. The longing to reach there was perpetually very much evident on both of their eyes. Only difference was, the girl’s eyes were bright and sharp but the guy had doubt about the hope of something good at the end.

“Why you are holding that mobile on your hand?”- the girl inquired as a sharp observant. He felt the shiver, identifying he was clinging on it like a monkey with a banana. With the slow whisper he uttered – “I am waiting for a call”. The call that will never come, the call that is dead, the call that went missing in the loud voices of his own mind palace. The thoughts anticipated and were hopeful so much, that he has an intuition that it will come, but never came. The walk ended on the cross road of dark and the bright street. But his hopes never brighten up. The wait was long, the call was pending. He went on the left of it, leaving the girl on the crossroad with many questions and shock. He never said goodbye as the word has lost its meaning over the years.

Posted in Thinker

Breaking the conditioning

The only wish I quest for is breaking it. The conditioning that is too dangerous and deeply penetrable that it can impact conscious as well as sub-conscious of a being. It has engulfed the being into a belief system that is too strong to be challenge or even outlaw. That man made belief has become more powerful along the human life as it is fed by the society, culture and family constantly into the one self. It has even overwhelmed the natural laws and beliefs. The nature that talks about justice, equality, symmetry, morality has been therefore challenged and defeated already by such man made conditioning. Breaking it looks like a dream. As any attempt of challenging it met with miseries and pain, from external sources and even some from internal sources. The people who are termed as “God” tried it, breaking the existing system, but they established their own belief system to continue further. What a misery?

The conditioning should not be anything but natural. Which cannot be taught but felt right. One human inducting a doctrine into the masses, having agenda of his own is a negative conditioning without a doubt. And unfortunately, today the world is in a grip of such cults and beliefs. They are played like puppets in the hands of such conditioning. It is hard but worth trying to stay aloof of such things. But if you are already a part of this nonsense then, it is still possible but tremendously hard to get out of its clutches. It will take sacrifice of what you are – the baseless being or being with a wrong base. The base on which your building was built needs to be shattered. If you are ready to do that, ready to accept that you are wrong and your actions are wrong, then there is a possiblity of coming out of this blood sucking conditioning.

Posted in Philosopher Friend

Part 6 – Just a By Product..

Just a By Product..

A practitioner of some sort..

Not an expert of any science..

But I am just an “odd one” of “this” “lot”..

So I left alone..

I breathe alone..

I entered alone..

I shall exit alone..

Without a slight whisper..

Any noise or cries..

Or celebrations or joy..

My being is an “Unplayable Toy”..

Posted in Philosopher Friend

Part 5 – Anger, or any vice..

Anger, or any vice..

Is not my chosen device..

I live to work..

I work to live..

“They” were condemned thoroughout their lives..

I am not the only one; History is a proof; Truth has to pay the price..

Humiliation, defeat and atrocity..

All I have to face..

The home is not at peace..

How can the Society then, not turn me into disgrace..

Posted in Philosopher Friend

Part 4 – I sleep to only wake..

I sleep to only wake..

I wake up to only sleep..

No meaning in my actions..

All I does is weep..

Is “Fast” really fast?..

Is “Good” really good?..

Is “Weakness” really weak?..

Well, nothing interest me all..

No food, clothes and place..

Don’t take my words too literally..

Philosophy is not for the lame..

 

Posted in Introvert

Coming out of closet…..as an introvert.

Coming out of closet is an idiom that means to talk publicly about something you hid about yourself. Mostly it is used by LGBT community, and the idiom itself implies that what kind of reaction you will get from the public upon this new discovery. ┬áIt will be scary, and possibly unacceptable by the “perfect” people around you. But what about coming out of closet as an introvert. In some places it is met by same kind of response like the ones shared above to LGBT community. There was one aunt who told me once, that I should come out of my shell or I will become an introvert. It is not something you become but you are probably born with. And it becomes stronger and stronger as you grew up and the qualities like listening, quietness, compassion, sensitivity, high realization, self-awareness enshrouds you.

Understanding becomes a great barrier in the interaction of an introverted person to the world. In schools, colleges, relationships, workplaces: the misunderstandings grows wildly like a vine. Your intentions are questioned. Your motives are doubted. Your solitude is not respected in a world where group thinking is honored and revered, where the talkatives take over the world leadership, where the dynamic and spontaneous personalities outshines and overtakes the gloomy characterstics of introvertedness. The world would be a better place if compassion take over. But sadly the ruthless leaders take center stage while the world tear apart in their mighty hands.

 

Posted in Socio-Political

Narcissists on the rise

There was a time when one narcissist rose in Europe and matched his personal hate into national disgrace and urged the natives to support him on his dire attempt to bring back the glory back when internally he was working on his own greed. Greed to acquire whole of Europe, greed that led to the Second World War, greed that brought more dishonour to Germans than bringing pride. I can feel the same agony now that would have been felt by English or French that time due to same breed of leaders taking over the world from West to East.

The world looks in peril as it lives under the regime of same narcissist leaders, who talks about existence of one kind of people who are natives (myth being the natives are nationalists and patriotic and others don’t care), distributing hatred against people who, for instance, are immigrants and minority groups. In a world where hate spreads faster than love, these leaders and their dumb followers are not leaving any stone unturned in infusing such negativities into the society. Making the environment hostile by controlling the media houses and throwing up hate speeches and negative endorsements into each and every homes through television, is uncommon these days in such countries. Creating and barging on smaller issues rather fighting the most basic problems like poverty, diseases , illiteracy, farmers’ suicides, lack of infrastructure. These leaders have surely taken over with their great art of speaking and convincing people about some problem that doesn’t even exist just to curb the attention from the real problems. By the way, Hitler was also considered a great orator and what a havoc he brought?

Today these leaders are more dangerous than Hitler, because the modern world thrives on social media and internet. The news travels faster from one small place to the whole world. And this medium sadly is overused by such bastards so confidently that the dumb citizens get overcharged with hate when they have misconception that they are behaving patriotic.