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Breaking the trend

The trend of not writing any article in the month of September, urged me to write it for the sake of it. Just going to the root of it, which happened to be on October, 2014. The long weekend that could be remembered for one incident that might started it all. Started going to that god damned gym nearby and the Saturday night of the long 2nd October weekend stirred things up. After talking to philosopher friend on call, opened the Facebook and wrote a well-crafted and read-over-hundredth-time message to an offline personality. The girl from the college. I became vegetarian on 25th April for many reasons and one of them was her. Could be a very small reason overwhelmed by compassion being the strongest one. Next day I wasn’t able to find her. I was blocked.

Also other reason of becoming a vegetarian could be leaving a message on a social site, that pointed to the chicken in me, thus, couldn’t eat chicken as it will refer to cannibalism, right? So, I guess, from Sunday, it started and had been a while. But September month always went blank, when checked all the articles from the root month-year. So, here it is.

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Lawyer’s Chamber

Taking a vacation from work for a week is comforting. But the society doesn’t let you. They would try their best to give suggestion, the most infuriating being and latest in their to-do list is, get married. I have handled many stuffs as a grown up in my life, and thus don’t need this extra piece of advice. The intent doesn’t look that out of love or concern but just bring out the one “basic” need that is missing in your “perfect” life as per them. But it isn’t that I have turned 28, that made a big difference but as long back as I can remember, when I was an undergraduate, I heard the same suggestion that gave me shock.

Sitting in the Lawyer’s chamber with my mother, to talk about the next strategy before the court hearing regarding a very old property claim case that my Grandfather got into or pulled into by the State. It was a formality, as the opponent would never care to show up in court but take leave of absence and request the Judge to move the date. Still, we need to show our presence to our lawyer one day before. He greeted my mother while we waited, sitting on the sofa placed in the same office room, while he was discussing a case with another client who came prior to us. Then, after getting some time while the client was busy going through some papers handed over to him by the lawyer, he examined me and inquiring about my educational, marital and order of my birth relative to other grandsons of my grandfather, he surprised me with the same suggestion. “Get him married.”, he devoured. “He is still studying.”, was the reply of my mother. “Many people continue their study even after getting married”, he defended him like a lawyer in front of a Judge. I got many thoughts and arguments to oppose him, but thought to restore the idea, of having peace without getting argumentative with the best lawyer in town, who certainly got to such stature due to having cordial relations with all the Judges, was overwhelming. But that influence never helped our case, which didn’t resolved but get elongated over time. His arguments and statements looked stupid to me. The thing is you need to be responsive rather reactive on such people.

Still such people haunt me, lately yesterday when I fell sick, I needed to see our family doctor. Out of maturity, I very much expected the same thing. The conversation went on and after he gave medicines and I paid the consultation fee, got up and guess what. You guessed it right. “When he is getting married”, the most curious question that other known people also share, came right behind my back, to which I gave a sly smile.

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Dogs from the Trash Island

It started with “The Darjeeling Limited”, where I got spellbound by the cinematic excellence of this director, that I came to know later, Wes Anderson. Never before in my life I tried to find out the director’s name after watching a movie, but this was different. Eventually, I searched for all other movies of his, and proudly speaking I have all those movies at my disposal on my local disk. Waiting for 4 years after his last movie, looking at the trailer suddenly of a stop motion movie- “Isle of Dogs”, I realized in moments that it belongs to someone I know. It was him again after a long time. Long time in the sense that I saw “The Darjeeling Limited” in 2015.

Finally, I was able to watch whole of it, where the dogs’ dialogues rendered in English and humans of Japan’s virtual city “Megasaki” are talking in their local language which is translated through various mediums, one being foreign-exchange student. Looking at the dogs in the real world, we differentiate them based on mainly, their breed. But after watching this movie, it feels like every dog has their own characteristic as shown in the movie. After watching dogs speaking eloquently in the movie, I am seeing the real dogs in a new light of awareness while hoping if they could also speak in a way that I could understand. Again, enjoyed the intriguing set up and compelling music and directorial. The hard work reckoned by the stop motion crew is also applaudable. The story ends with no big drama but still it keeps its rhythm in a way to keep the interest of the watcher at all time high. Specially, the dog named “Oracle” takes away the breath with its cuteness owing to its breed, obviously, but also with the forecasting that makes sense from the fact that it “understands T.V.”.

Also wanted to point out the true scenario of propelling the propaganda by the Mayor that resembles so much with the today’s world political system in any country. How people get brainwashed by their political leaders is not different than gullible youngsters getting brainwashed by religious leaders. Need to see that.

Thanks Wes for another great milestone.

A sneak peak in Youtube:

Posted in Life

The dialogue

Like the soul that was in peace prior to the devil sold it an idea to get into this world with physical embodiment, promising greater capabilities to express its purest of ideas into this materialistic world, that eventually post birth brought more miseries and took away the protected peace, he was disturbed by the big thud of luggage put on the joint seat beside him by an another being. He recognized her as a girl in her mid 20’s. She then dramatically adjusted her top and put the luggage down to make herself a place to sit. She had two options, left of him or right of him, she chose the nearest to the deciding point, where she was standing which was left. He was sitting in the middle of a jointed seat that could accommodate three beings. Things were fine. He was surprised for a while but then came back to his meditative posture of not giving a damn or showing that the act hasn’t made any impact on his thought or even his physical process. He was looking all around but in her direction. He couldn’t deny that he felt her presence that disturbed him in some or other way. Her smell, for instance, was not that pleasant but gave an essence in his odor-less life. It belonged to some oil applied on the head, not able to distinguish it to identify, but it very much triggered him. Still the things were in control.

But then the houseflies and mosquitoes started lurking around the god-forbidden public place where he alighted the bus at 4 a.m. and was waiting for the metro station to open up, to take the 5 a.m. train to his place. Those organisms from hell, started irritating her. She was moving profusely to waive them away but the act was futile. They weren’t discriminating based on gender, and were hitting him with the same gusto, but he was responsive rather than being reactive like that girl. She was moving a lot, at the same time trying to watch the episode of “Mahadev” on her mobile, where Mohit Raina was enacting the main role. Coincidentally, the day was first Monday of monsoon, an auspicious day devoted to Shiva. And she looked like a big devotee of this lord. But wan’t able to control her reaction to the irritation that was caused by these little beings. He was also getting disturbed by her more than anyone else. His intuition kicked in suddenly, and asked him to talk to her. He wasn’t sure what to say. Every time she moved furiously, she would also put glimpse on him and he, behaving like a human, would also look towards her, to say something as appeared to her, but wouldn’t eventually. The conversation was happening in his head. It always had, being in 2008 or 2012 or 2016 or lately. He tried, but with a feeble voice that went unheard to the ears that wore earphones attached to her mobile phone. He got disheartened and after some time again gave a try, this time luckily heard or rather seen by her. His lips moved to make some meaningful statement as appeared to her. She nodded in agreement. He then gave the control to her, to create a two-way flow to the communication, but she didn’t. He made another attempt to ask her if she was waiting for a bus, to which she answered with the same motive that he was sitting there for. But he didn’t tell her, as he expected that she would question him and then he will answer. But she never questioned. Then he made his last attempt and asked one more question about the timing of the first metro train, to give her a hint that he was also waiting for it. But again the question was answered, without any cross question towards him. He was out of questions now, and sat quietly. He has prepared the dialogues beforehand. But it isn’t the ideal world or controlled by him, he understood. She stood up, took some time and collected the energy to pick up her luggage to move away and bid him, “OK, bye!”. He nodded in affirmative. Inside he shouted, “Wait let me accompany you as I am also intended to go to the same direction.”, but felt it needless. He went back to his thoughts, transformed from peaceful epiphany that he was into earlier, to cacophony of disturbance caused by her and self in equal measure. To try or not to try, was his question at the end. To lose peace or not to lose peace to regret later to lose peace, was his question. Either way it was about losing peace, since ever and everywhere. It was a lose-lose scenario, every time in his nihilistic world, is what he made inference in his life, every time.

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Religion talks about purity, spirituality, but what about this physicality that is far away from these words. It is indeed malice. Born out of lust, it exists by mere chance. Born out of science of hormones, the religion takes care thereafter, putting all wrong notions through conditioning, taking away the scientific element out of it. Later the realization can’t break or even oppose the strong tradition of lies served all through the childhood. Religion talks about staying away from anger, lust, enchantment, pride and illusion. But this body is made out of these things. So, these things cannot be separated, then why this hypocrisy of taboo and suppression in the society that causes more serious problems than any solution promised by this society. Only the inner self, the conscious can be termed as pure, which in complete realized state forms a better being, away from worldly affairs and defying the imperfections and flaws of this physicality.

But it seems that physicality matters more than the realized soul and thus the malice which is an expected behavior in the absence of the pure conscious, consequently miseries take form in this world. Living in a society of repression, repression of feelings, give rise to disorders that are visible in our ecosystem. Showing off a good gesture, when the whole world is looking and getting into the real dark path born out of physicality while no one watches is the bitter truth of the modern “educated” world. For instance, lust is misinterpreted into something pure and non existent term “love” to hide the real intentions and give the congressional act a pure label, which it isn’t. Everyone knows the gist of it. Same way many other deformations subdued to the societal devil, out of the malice that now we know.

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What is enlightenment?

There are many self-proclaimed enlightened souls wandering this earth, as they say. I heard them, and rather see hypocrisy, manipulation, superficiality. Burdened by the existential questions, which was a laborious task to reach out to after pondering from the higher level of problems, I faced in life, to this deepest level, with no solution whatsoever. Realization can take you to that level not higher but deeper into the dark black holes, where you are susceptible to these open-ended questions related to your own existence. Only enlightenment must get you the answer rather solution to this misery. Long back somebody left his luxurious and epicurean life to wander seeking for this antidote. He did experimentation and made his physical body suffer to an extreme pain of starvation. But I am uncertain when I hear that he was enlightened. I doubt it. Because if he was enlightened, why the cure to humanity wasn’t distributed. Why still there is a misery for the realized ones? May be he was enlightened for his own. A person can get enlightened for himself by the pain taken by himself and none other.

Then there is a lone path towards it and still it is not certain even after loads of pain taken. Is moving away from the society’s clutches, only way to initiate this streak? He was running away from death, illness, old age. But still if he was enlightened, why he died? So, his enlightenment theory doesn’t hold true. I defer it and proclaim that no one being enslaved in a human body can ever achieve enlightenment. I have real problems and for its solution I find a well promised description on a video where Sadhguru commits to answer a serious matter. But what I see is, making mockery of it rather than being serious about the problem. He entertains his illogical followers, because people like that. He has to play according to his fan base, he cannot be a sadist as the question demands him to be. No body except me will listen to him in that scenario where he sustains the integrity of the matter.

Thus enlightenment doesn’t exist like any other pure feeling or trait like love, etc.


Posted in Socio-Political

Bhagat Vs. Mahatma

It is Without Fear versus The Story of My Experiments with Truth. There is contradicting fear at one side and there is experiments with truth on another. Pick is yours. But being born in a Sikh household, I was conditioned to like Bhagat Singh more than Mahatma Gandhi. This support looked weird owing to the fact that there is a lot of extremism among Sikhs towards their own people who go against the Sikh rituals. In this case Bhagat Singh didn’t die as a Sikh. Not only Sikhs but also right wing party praises Bhagat Singh, who actually supported Communists (left wing) in his time. Mahatma Gandhi is hated by many people based on various reasons. I was provided some by my grandfather, who held him responsible for his painful migration from his home in Kashmir (now P.O.K) to Jammu. Still there was a lot about Bhagat Singh to read about during my childhood. And I simply avoided hearing anything about Gandhi like I avoided my sanity while eating flesh of animals, just because my family said so.

But later, when your conscious become audible enough to break some of the illogical chains of this society, the lies served by it and the truth that it has been formed on a profitable business of dishonesty, you try to change sides. I haven’t read his book, but whatever I heard, his path looks sensible to me. The non-violence, tolerance, patience, peace and biggest of it all, his truth. The truth that might look bitter. The truth of his lust, that no other great personality of any time dared to ink in their autobiography. He not only had the audacity to write but made it available globally to read. That is the kind of a person rarely seen, who admits that there are flaws and imperfections inflicted to even the noblest of people. The modern era, where the trend of movies based on true events are down-pouring like the monsoon rain, shows all good things about that personality. Instances of movies like “Sanju” and “Soorma” only showcase some part of their lives, not all truth, stands a person who made himself vulnerable for people to attack on his flaws, his weakness. The blind people do not give any merit or consideration to his honesty and truth because these words have lost its meaning in this manipulative world, where people show their good sides in Facebook, Twitter, supports protests on social media rather than themselves going into the battle field. Thus the credibility of such people criticizing Mahatma Gandhi is on stake.

However, my support towards Gandhi, doesn’t convey my hate towards Bhagat. Both did what their conscience told them to do for the independence struggle. Analogous to my interest in communism shouldn’t interpret hate towards democratic form of government, I support both ideologies rather than personalities, as they represent.

Posted in Life

Rewiring 2.0

The instant you are born, the religious ceremonies start and welcome you in this freaking place. The life itself is so tormenting. And wasn’t enough that you get a tag of a specific religion, adding to the woes. Why it is tormenting? No question on the establishment of such institutions. I hope the older leaders who started it, had good intentions to create a better world, an improvised version. The foundation stood strong. But the later followers, started building their own creations of hypocrisies, lies, superstitions, etc, to twist a simple notion into complex rituals. And worst thing is, anyone questioning on such crap was dealt brutally and “religiously”. In 2016, I started feeling and hearing the meek voice of my conscious who revolted against the concept of “god”. In a world where, the statues are becoming more stronger than the real and feeble conscious, the wrong-doings of these religions cannot be ignored. The outside “god” is kept there to earn money and fill pockets of the committee members who run a successful and most-profitable business. They are richer than Ambanis, FIFA, ICC, US Government as they have added advantage of blind devoted followers, ready for massacring people on the roads in front of governments and police and even army.

Seeing such instances are enough, to check our own morality and sanity. Consequently, a weak try though, starts sparking the revolting fire within. I am not harming anyone with my discontinued faith in my own religion, yet I am made guilty by the blind followers of my own kind. You lose certain privileges when you rebel. The community first instill fear of insecurity into individuals and try to sell them cure in the form of religion. They even take money as a contribution towards building magnificent and gold covered religious buildings, outside the walls of which a 90 years old poor man pulls cycle – rickshaw. Imagine that scenery and tell me if I am right or wrong. In a world where Dalai Lama is wearing a Rolex watch and proclaims to be a monk, tell me and lie to me that you don’t see hypocrisy. And everything is normal.


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Rewiring 1.0

The conditioning is so strong that it can apparently make bad look good and reasonable. Why reasonable? In case you think, there is no reason given at all and in the name of the sanctity of the “traditions”, a lie is served and unfortunately the legacy goes on where the true meaning of legacy also gets ashamed of the twisted reality or modified definition by the ignorant public or blind followers. I myself was served a lie, that humans should eat animals (mutton, chicken) and treat is as normal. It is a food and should not be rejected or refused or condemned. I sat in a Gurudwara that announced on the microphone and to the outside world through disturbing loudspeakers, that Gurus talk about compassion. In a dining hall where food (langar) was served, I found that legitimate and reasonable food like mutton and chicken were absent. That should be my second clue about the lie after the primary being the talk about compassion. But I took my time to live with that lie until 2014, 26th April when I completely cut out the animal flesh from my diet.

While the date might look an overnight change, yet it was a long persistent effort by the sane mind to throw away the conditioning over the time. It started with liking a Vegan based Facebook page that talked reason and truth. Also seeing a horrific scene near K.R. Puram in Bangalore, impacted me and added a stronger chapter in the hypothetical book called “Reasons to abstain eating meat”. 25th April, 2014 was the last time I ate chicken and never again touched it even. Hopefully the rewiring succeeded after a long fought arguments in the court of mind.

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Complexity of religions

In a world where people follow a long served rituals and call it a tradition and culture, anyone raising a question is dealt ruthlessly and his actions termed as blasphemous. When Taliban was destroying the icons of Buddha in Afghanistan during 2001, people outraged. People outraged on something that was man-made and was never instructed by Buddha himself to celebrate him by creating his statues. Today whatever we follow is man-made and we still misinterpret it as God’s will. I hail from a nation, where, for religion and love of one God and hate for another God (like Taliban did), people lose their mind and humanity and kill their own citizens. Talking about patriotism and nationalism by creating a divide between different religions is so much ironical. Where, for the political and religious gain, poor people are killed and given a religious label to provoke the lynch mob. Sadly, I hail from that nation.

The complexity is deep rooted or rather without the roots. It is a phantom rather than a savior. It is a trap rather than being sacred. People over the years gave their own meaning to the generic terms like love, nationalism, truthfulness, honesty. The double standards erupting out of these religions have misrepresented these terms. The genuine meaning is expected from others, but people themselves show the wrong one. The ambiguity is very much benefited by the religious leaders who promise big but delivers nothing and charge money as fees for the fake enlightenment they give to the gullible masses. People blames and complains, but never point fingers on themselves. Whenever questioned regarding their own flaws they don’t give an answer but expose others’ imperfections. If you ever watch debate between the two big political parties of India over communal riots, they blame each other, rather answering the questions directed towards each one. No one answers the real questions but creates a new  to divert the masses to the wrong path.

For a hungry man, food is his religion. He won’t sit in a Gurudwara to hear the hymns or lecture about life, that ironically nobody knows about or follows, but will rush to the dining hall to quench his hunger.

Finally here is the link to one of my favorite song, some how related: