Posts Tagged ‘society’
Are We Ready For Women’s Equality?
A reccomendation :
Are We Ready For Women’s Equality
It links up to Sushant’s Blog. He posts rarely, but they’re always brilliant to read. I guess that’s how things ought to be – in small doses, over extended periods of time.
“a wednesday”
No. Not a post about the movie.
I know, it’s probably a recommendation too late, and all-too-common in the current Indian context – yet, for all those that haven’t seen the movie yet, “A Wednesday” is definitely a must-watch.
To put it in perspective, i’d say that the undercurrent flowing with the movie is one which should certainly not be followed to it’s fullest extent. Yet, it’s a theme that can be assertively used as a weapon unto both ends – one, let some people [people?] know that there is an upper limit till which unrest and violent discord can perpetuate society, and two, let the obviously unscrupulous authorities know that some day the common man bears the potential to break free.
will miss it (an epilogue)
for quite some time, i sat wondering whether i should put down such a post or not. i guess my decision stares you in the eye.
Most of the senior debaters were unavailable when we had to select members to represent our college at an upcoming debating competition. This event, incidentally, happens to be the biggest one in the country today. Only two remained, and they happened to be the same two i had fought my first debates alongside. Three members form a team; and even though the shortage was evident, they proposed to form two teams – in essence, send a second, hopeless team, only so that it may be raped at the country’s premier debating event. Not to mention the slander our college will receive in case even the A-team were to misfire. And they say they wanned to train the new debaters. wtf? You don’t send untrained calves into a bull-fight, expecting them to turn into raging bull-dozers instantly!
will miss it.
i’m impulsive. no matter how much i try to convince myself otherwise.
and also, as every single person would agree – a jerk.
thirdly, i now realise that i tend to get very impractical at times. i always see the world as i imagine it should be. not as it is. and i make decisions, and do stuff, whilst i imagine the world to function the way i someday want to make it.
yes. i dream. and for me, that’s a good thing.
i completely respect the heirarchy system in engineering institutes. i can not ever deny that seniors deserve precedence over a junior when it comes to delegating tasks, and overlooking the execution [for several reasons, but i don't need to go into that].
however, when i chose to be an active member of the literary society, here, it was for one, simple reason – i perceived that here, people were chosen for debates on the basis of their merit, and not just because they were seniors, and deserved a place in the team for that reason only. and that tallied well with this utopian system i always dreamt of, wherein people put egos aside, and fought for the college’s prestige, as one.
phoenix. revisited.
I know where i’m going. And i know that i’ll never get to where i want to.
Humans, i like to believe, live to exist.
Exist. Full-stop.
Infact, we’re all driven by the simplistic motive to make more of our kind. I know it sounds pitifully boring (and kinda gross), but that’s a fact. Replication of the inherent bio-molecules is the single driving force behind all that we do. (I swear, no more bio from this point on.) Life, as a collective term, seems to baffle me on only this one aspect of itself. I don’t quite seem to grasp what the motive of all this existence is.
But then, i begin to figure.
Life doesn’t need to have any motive.
It’s just there. In much the same way that the universe is. It’s there now, and it doesn’t really matter what i believe that it all conspires to achieve. For all i care, the hypotheses pertaining to the contraction of the universe might be right, and in that case, all that i write now, will ultimately be lost, whence the universe shrinks back to the size of a point.
And this is where it gets interesting.
If there is no motive, there obviously can be no imposed limits on how we go about living our pointless existences, as long as we stick to letting humanity, and life in general, move on. So i guess it’d be quite right to become a drug-addict, marry a like-minded lady, have a bunch-o kids, and die happily ever after. I don’t think i can classify such a thought as incorrect. Then again, it doesn’t quite seem correct either.
So where’s the catch?
There isn’t one. And that’s the fun part…
atheist.
I’ve wasted 3 days. And most of my resolve stands crumbled. As to what the resolve was (or maybe, still is), is out-of-context. So tonight, i’ll write. With no intent. I just want to spend time. While it away. And then weep.
I’m an atheist.
And the best part about it is that every time i write atheist, i need to look up a dictionary to confirm that the ‘i before e except c‘ rule stands shattered. I guess that defines atheism – make an exception, and let it be rooted in sense. Phonetics, in this case, decries such an exception.
Primarily, i think it’s high time that theories of genesis, that define the creation of man, must be abandoned. (I’m not even gonna attempt justify this, and if someone disagrees with me on this front, trust me, the rest of my post is, for you, pure gibberish.)
dwindling.
Friendship, today, is none but a hollow term. Whatever little i had begun to believe in friendship, now stands shattered. I’d always known that people are plain selfish: things that latch onto you guised as friends, and from beneath that visage, suck out all you have to offer, leaving you hollow, and lost. Lonely.
Hence i walk alone. It’s a lot more fun to know that everyone you believe in (read: yourself) will stand by you no matter what. I’ve stopped believing that others possess the ability to stand by me the way that i have always stood by them. It feels a bit quirky to hate everyone, but then its also immensely satisfying to know that there is no one half as human as yourself.
I can only thank my dear friends for always being there for me, and reinforcing the fact that they are all plain pointless, as far as my aspirations are concerned. Pity they’ll never know what i aspire to do. Or else, they’d stick to me even more, ready to suck out all they can from my future even.
Yes, there are a couple of people, for whose sake, i often begin to reassess this belief of mine. And i love them for it.
