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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Certain things that I have learnt from life

I had a dream once where I was floating in a sea of nothingness like so much floatsam. I was unable to feel the waves of emotion or to take guard against the approaching tempest as I carried no will of my own. It was then that I yearned to be alive and to acquire some form of corporeal manifestation and as I awoke I felt that my thoughts had acquired a sentient form.

I do not know if there is any immortality for man or not and I believe that you are truly living your life only when you live for the moment without the burden of the past or worry of what the future holds. I realize now that for as long you are alive and so long as you are capable of feeling trenchant emotion, every fleeting thought or moment is a thing of absolute beauty. It is quite like you are a painting upon a canvas and a transient, constantly changing work of art and it is only when you die that you leave an indelible impression or imprint of your once existence.

As such we are all akin to that of actors in some bizarre theatrical performance and as actors it is upon us that we determine our parts and perform those to perfection. This can only be achieved through self-awareness and through seizing opportunities that one comes across for only then can we achieve some form of success or recognition and the fulfillment of a dream or vision .

And yet, despite the rather precarious nature of our existence it is the hope for a better future that is humanity’s greatest strength. So, no matter how bleak things may look at any moment I have learned that from this moment on it can only get better.For it is only when you refuse to give in with all your heart that you begin to transcend your humanity.

So to surmise the lessons that I have learnt from life are:

1) Live for the moment and hope for a better future
2) Have a dream or vision .
3) Never give up even when surrounded by supposedly insurmountable odds.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Philosophy of the Misanthrope /Durance of Hate (First Draft)

“The sun was enveloped in Hades. A strange manner of darkness enveloped the globe and the screams and cries of wounded people filled my ears. Just when all hope was lost, a solitary flicker of light shone in the darkness as grim salvation. As the death throes of mankind acquired a feverish crescendo, I merely laughed and blew it out and thus the night was finally silent”

We are liars, liars all of us! We deceive ourselves in believing that humanity is the most noble of all species. Foolishly do we cling to our apocryphal morals and values believing that it differentiates us from those detestable pitiful dumb brutes….. However nothing could be further from the truth.

Mankind is but the most deplorable of all species. We defile the very planet that led to our inception and wantonly murder animals purely for ‘sport’. This has led to the led to the interminable extinction of various species. Human beings are thus like a cancer and in the manner of a scourge we destroy everything that we come across. For that matter we even murder our very own and throughout history countless acts of war or genocide can be cited.

Civilization is but a ruse that fails to depict the fact that the human race is the most vicious, bloodthirsty and efficient killer that evolution has ever spawned. Bias being inherent to the human persona. The civilized man is a charlatan who condemns social delinquents. However he/she fails to realize that these are but a reflection and a side of human nature that one would never wish to come out. Push a man too far, no matter how civilized and it shall reveal itself for what he/she truly is. ‘Nature’ in fact begets the need for self preservation and given the opportunity human beings would acquiesce to devouring their own so as to survive.

For although outwardly we might appear to be perfectly reasonable creatures full of keen thought and trenchant emotion that is apparently free from instinct, yet we see fleeting glimpses of our primordial nature. We see this in the eyes of an unruly mob or the blood hazed eyes of a soldier caught in the heat of battle. Eventually as the effect of religion and moralistic propaganda shall wear off, society shall relegate itself to a state of dystopia thus leading to the eventual fall of man.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Grave Of The Fireflies

“September 10, 2003 is the day I died. It was my dream to be a lawyer
or perhaps even a surgeon of renown. However it was the fatal blow
that was delivered with a resounding finality that ended it all. And
in those last dying moments I wondered - Why do fireflies die so
young? - For I never quite understood why.”

It is perhaps the nature of the human consciousness that decries the
taking of life. However social conventions that culture consists of
are something of a paradox and at times harbor a perception that is a
reflection of an age that beckons to the annals of time as a mere
memory. While it is imperative that we hearken to the wisdom of our
venerable past then we must also possess the temerity to denounce
anachronistic conventions that no longer hold any relevance.

Such is the problem with the social perception of women as India
enters the 21st century which is undoubtedly paradoxical. The
startling statistics that reveal India’s declining sex ratio in the
first decade of the new millennium depicts a bleak scenario. The sex
ratio is the lowest recorded since 1961. Much of this has to do with
women being perceived as being the weaker sex and something of a
burden despite them acquiring greater prominence with the roles they
espouse in areas of science, engineering and technology. It is all the
more astounding that incidents of female foeticide in urban areas are
greater than those in rural areas owing to an easier access to

For an abortion is wanton murder, simply put. And it is disturbing to
learn that incidents of female foeticide are more wide spread amongst
the educated class thus raising questions about our moral values.

The failure of the education system in doing away with the marked
preference for a male child is sad. Thus there is an urgent need to
remedy this poignant situation and while increased vigilance may
prevent incidents of female foeticide there is still a need to bring
about a greater awareness. For only then can the masses bring about a
paradigm shift and a lasting change.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Elegy of Jean Paul Rodeaux

The vagaries and inscrutable machinations that galvanize the mind has been a phenomenon still very obscure to modern science. Hitherto considered to be an enigma; a mystery central to that of life and the immeasurable depths of the great void. So strange is it not, those sere memories of the past should haunt us and yet define our very existence. For beyond the black gates of the abyss, there lies no memory but only the cold embrace of sleep eternal.

The mind is an intricate tangle of emotions and a flurry of thoughts that rouses us into action. It is still abstruse as to why the ideals of justice are well placed within some while in others such notions are considered a mere passing fancy. Such men are unhindered by sanctimonious morals but are restrained however by decree of society. As such the tenets of all that is civilization lays upon the gossamer fidelity of mere man.


I must admit that at first I loved her and this despite her person. For beautiful she was and despite her many limitations, my heart accepted her without prejudice. It was her demure and innocent nature that made her all the more alluring. Such was the nature of the charm she possessed, that I was inextricably drawn and she bade me her every whim and desire.

Strange was the power that she exuded over men and women alike turning them into mere vassals, and at times she expressed a sense of profoundness so keen that it was unbecoming for a woman of her naiveté.

Improbable as it was but I was led asway, and my heart strongly yearned, brimming with desire.Haplessly did I fall in love and hoped that she would belong to no other. Despite my foolish remonstrations, I soon realized that the human heart stands easily deceived.

It was then in a solitary moment of madness that I committed myself to murder much against that of the wishes of my anguished heart. Very vividly do I recall her reflection against the blood stained glass and ghastly expression of awestruck horror. I looked upon the empty accusing eyes of my beloved, her lifeless corpse slumped against the wall and knew that I was damned, forevermore .

It is only now as I awaken from my dream like cadence, do I realize my utter folly. Although now despair and loneliness are my perennial companions and only death that awaits me in its sepulchral chamber as the last sanctuary, nor hope that stands to deceive. Merely, a grim cognizance of that which is inevitable.

(Please note that is not a complete draft and there are elements missing that I shall add later)