Borne Identity

" Some People are born with an identity, others have borne one".


Who am I? This three worded question is one of the toughest ones for me to answer. I have been searching for my identity since the day I understood the basic underlying truth of the world that life is nothing but a race for survival. Identity is the only thing that sets us apart from animals, no matter in whatever ways may we be related to them. It is the only thing that sustains my growth as an individual in this crowded universe and sets me apart from every other entity. I have always tried to establish an identity of my own, that would truly speak of the real me. It's not been that easy though because life does not always propagate you to display the real 'you' to the outside world. These inhibitions are often the call of the time and situation, two essential elements that lay constraints around you. Also sometimes it may so happen that you don't want the world to know why you do certain things. These are the times you need to disguise yourself as someone else. And it is these disguises that veil our real identities. When I retrospect back into my past, I find that I have only at certain junctures shown the world my true identity while most of the times the mask I put on (which the world thinks to be me) is something that even I find a stranger. While there are numerous reasons for this masquerade, it is difficult to enumerate why I have been unable to shed this veil. No doubt this veil has become my identity to the outer world. What is much more of a concern for me is that I seem to have lost the skills I once possessed in handling my disguises as I find myself inquiring about my real identity. The real me seems to have somewhere lost itself in the shrouds of my cloaked identity.

Although as a 21 year old I haven't seen the whole world, yet my experiences have taught me a lot about the how all these work. The various stages of our life have a lot of impact on our growing up. In our pre-teen years we always try to emulate other people, who have influenced us. During the teens and early twenties, when we are suddenly thrusted onto the threshold of worldly existence, we start looking out for carving an image for ourselves. This leads to an egoistic surge for the making of the 'I' different from others that could be easily recognised amongst a crowd. This 'I' predominates all the decisions and choices we make. Later on we start understanding our responsibilities and our family comes into the forefront but the 'I' always stays at the back of our mind. These quite often lead to what we call a duel between us and the whole world termed, pretty aptly, as identity crisis. Often the identity that we carve for ourselves is not the persona envisioned by us. Well indeed some people are born with an identity that they are never able to shed and sometimes don't want to shed it and try to accumulate as much as they can on the basis of these identities. As for myself, I have been building my own for several years and though I seem to have lost myself in the confused whirlpool of the quest for the real me, I believe one day the whole world will actually figure out who I really am. Truly enough, some people are born with an identity, while others have to borne one.

In the Name of Love ...

Love :
strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties ; the object of attachment, devotion, or admiration and unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another

What can you say about a feeling when the world seems to you as a distant reality and you start living in a world of dreams? An emotion that transforms even the staunch pessimist into a optimistic soul who sees a ray of hope in every action done upon him. You become nobler by virtues, kinder at heart and caring in nature. I haven't figured it out as to what it as, yet, but my friends say that these are signs of love, so let us assume that this is love. Love is indeed a very pristine, sweet and binding experience that is at times tender and at times tough. Love gives you a being of togetherness that helps you reinvent yourself. Love is a source of strength and support. Certainly love is not the aim of life but a very integral part of it that, however we might ignore, will anyhow find a way into our lives. I have been in love and although a sad ending is in sight, I don't regret being in love. Being in love has helped me find myself, given me a sense of maturity and responsibility, helped me sort out my priorities and most importantly restored my faith in myself. I had always assumed that I would easily avoid being in love, which I earlier considered a distraction, but Cupid is definitely a sharpshooter and he didn't miss me either. Although the way my love story is shaping up unless a miracle happens, I would never be able to express my love to my sweetheart (for her goodwill though) but then I had never made a deal that I should get love in return of mine. In spite of my current stand in love, which you might consider as a result of my craziness or foolery, I don't have any complaints because my love for my sweetheart has given me enough strength to get me through a very bad phase although she might never know this. I think these words and feelings are better understood by those who have been through this. My advice to all will be that you should be in love at least once in your life so that you understand its essence and magnanimity. And no matter how much you try to ignore it or get desperate with it, love will catch you unaware and surprise you. Love is dictated by Mother Nature and is something you cannot escape nor can be thrusted upon. Love will happen when it has to and when you least expect it to.

Love has been a very favourite topical for many a scripts but I find the true essence of love in very few of those. I, certainly, can't comprehend why it is said that all is fair in love because I think there are some rules to this. You can't betray your sweetheart for others nor can you give up everything else for your sweetheart. I have seen people giving up their families for love and being hailed as soldiers of love. I have read about people killing for love. Is it love?Love never teaches these. Love can never get you far from anyone because it's job is to bind. Love binds all of us together then how can it be love if you betray one for the other. Love preaches of a perfect balance in life. Love gives you the strength to defend not attack others. Love is not just about living and dying together but being together forever at heart even though not physically and uniting others with the power of our love. Unlike all good things though, I feel, true love doesn't always have a happy ending and the essence of true love is loving one irrespective of what the climax of the story will be.

A lot been said about love (maybe this is my last treatise on love), my views might differ from that of others but still all of us have done what we have done in love , all in the name of love ...

Bloggers ahoy !!!

Welcome to the world of e-writings !!! A highly innovative galaxy of inconsequential collection of both pragmatic as well as theoritical compositions. If you are still perplexed at what I am speaking about, then let me get to the point straightaway. The point for dissection today is the advent of the weblogs or the thing that we know in a better way as blogs. Blogs have so inundated into the digital web that they have found their way into the dictionaries, implying penning down articles on a website totally dedicated to these. The immensely popular Indian portal Rediff.com has rated e-blogs as one of the top ten emerging trends of 2005 ( read http://specials.rediff.com/yearend/2005/dec/20yend5.htm and http://www.rediff.com/getahead/2005/sep/22blog.htm). The success of blogging is no mystery. Although it came to being as an instrument for noting important stats for personal use, blogs have metamorphosised into means of sharing personal experiences, expressing personal views, gossip engines etc. I was even stunned to see certain blogs being used by budding authors for getting exposure to their latest works by posting excerpts from these on their blogs. Blogs have been a boon for people like me who find it much easier to express their feelings and views in writings than through the word of mouth. Although I took up blogging to get a face to my suppressed views and have tried to make my blog as private as possible by making it accessible to restricted elite group, the accessibility to blogs is user-customisable i.e., you can make your blog a secret diary for your personal viewing only or a public repository. The most amusing thing about this is that you are reading this article about blogging in a blog !!! That speaks a lot about how blogs have entered in your life. With a number of people around me getting into this activity (even people whom I have never dreamt of writing), one thing's for sure blogging is here to stay.

Destiny's Child ...

Destiny - des·ti·ny - (dst-n) n. :
The power or agency thought to predetermine events

No doubt the gigantic world has submitted itself at the mighty strength of the human race but there is an element that no living creature has ever enslaved. It is this very thing that astonishes us every now and then reducing our enormous capabilities to mere facets of ornamentation. It is this very thing that has dictated the out comings of billions of years of human beings' existence. Call it Destiny, Fate, Fortune or Luck ... the power underneath remains the same. Man has so long tried to evade it but to no avail. In simple words, Destiny holds the keys to the future. Mankind has always searched for clues to know the secret of this entity and no matter whatever amount of research has been done to predict its path, destiny remains the mysterious stranger who decides the eventual consequence of any event. Myths have always floated around about how destiny works. Some claim that the world we live in is a precompiled script of the Almighty and as the plot moves on and the future unfurls, we call it destiny. Another faction claims that we are all part of a chess match between the Good and the Bad, and destiny is nothing but a move made by any of the either sides. The Scientific Community has deep belief that destiny works on Newton's third Law - " To every action there is an equal and opposite reaction ". Hence as we sow, so we reap i.e., whatever happens in the future is because of our actions in the present. The Religious Community, which believes that man is reborn again and again till the spiritual attainment of Moksha, is of the view that destiny is an agent of God which keeps track of all the deeds of a human in its past birth and implements the results of his present actions on the basis of this. Whatever may be the views on this there can be only one conclusion - there is no way escaping our future and our fate for we are all Destiny's Children.

My Advice :
Simple... There is no point in toiling over something where we don't have any control. What we can do is our duty i.e., do what we have to without worrying about what future holds for us. At least then if we fail, we can be happy that we tried our best but destiny had other plans for us, rather not at all trying and leaving everything at fate's mercy.

Love's Labour Lost...

“The worst situation in love is when you fall in love with someone who doesn’t know you exist."

I have been writing a bit too much on love because I am trying to understand the intricacies involved. Why isn't everyone successful in love and why do break-ups occur in relationships? I don't know the answers to these. First things first... The world doesn't recognize silent lovers. Obviously, how can it when it doesn't know the person? So those people get lost somewhere in the pages of history. And there are indeed many lovers who succumb to there shy nature and in spite of the fact that their love is true and they could have made a great partner, have a sad and disappointing ending to their love life. But let’s spare a thought for those who keep the flame of their love alive even after knowing that the very person they are so much in love with is not aware of his existence. Sounds much like a movie script but then aren't movies based on real life incidents? The problem with people is that everyone falls in love at some point of time but few really understand the meaning. Love is not a business deal where you expect the other one to reciprocate. Love is more of a feeling where you care for the other one irrespective of what the other one feels. There is no such thing called revenge or domination in love and ego is one of the biggest spoilers in love. Whatever attitudes might be propagated by movies, I personally feel that love is so pure and innocent that the only thing you care for is that your partner is never hurt. Hence things like going against family and forgetting your close ones is never advocated by love. In fact love is such a feeling you start seeing the good things in life and try to balance everything in life. Lastly a word for the persons who have sacrificed in love - they are the ones who have understood the depth of love. They have given more importance to their partner's feelings and happiness. So it doesn't really matter to them if we call their cases as love's labour lost...

Down With Love...

This piece of wisdom coming from the same person who had baffled you all with " The Magic of Love or is it?” might be a shocker for you but this means two things. Either this blogger has been metamorphosised by time or he has caught the bug. It's for you to guess but the views represented below are an extension of what I had earlier ascertained.

"The Magic of Love or is it?" doesn't end there, it just claims to highlight 'a good thing gone wrong' notion about love. I have just remarked at how people forget their priorities while placing all their attention on the bliss of love. Love isn't bad or forbidden; it’s just that there is a line that should not be crossed. Love is not about just being together, it’s about understanding each other. True love has such enormous power that both opposites and like minded people gel together. In love, physical closeness or distance is of least importance. No matter where are you, love binds you both together. As people refer to courage and fear as its all in the mind, I would say with reference to love that it’s all in the heart. Love for me is not just a moment of excitement but a long lasting feeling of togetherness. But what I find toughest in love is conveying the other that you love her. It is extremely tough at least for a shy person like me. May be this has been the reason why I have been unsuccessful in love and may be myself being a bit too choosy also has its percussions on it. Well whatever the case may be I strongly believe that keeping the relationship alive is as important as making sure there is one. Well then love is such a beautiful feeling you never know when you are down with love...

And I Chose Family...

It didn't take me much time to come to a conclusion. After all, all I needed was to put myself in a crunch situation where I have to choose either my career or my family. And I found that however important be my career to me I will always return back to my family. No doubts about that. And do I have any regrets. I may have some ... but those are nothing in front of the happiness that I derive from my family - however small and irrelevant they may be. I personally believe if one can not contribute towards the well being of his family, he can never contribute towards the upliftment and advancement of mankind as a whole. Career is important to me and I know that I am here for fulfilling something great but I won't be able to achieve it without the support of my family and the love of my dear ones. May be it was just an identity crisis that forced me ask this trivial question but nevertheless I was able to understand myself better and regain my self-respect. The only thing that hurts me is that I had to ponder over it for such a long time inspite of the fact that the answer lay so close to my heart.

When Priorities Collide ...

"In the battle of priorities/choices, it is always you who loses."

Among the many dilemmas that man faces, one is the age long battle of priorities between family and career. Two highly important facets of human life and always at loggerheads with each other. Since both require absolute dedication it is difficult to divide time between the two. What makes it much more difficult is that both of these are two of the most important components of one's life. Now lets judge the either side’s arguments.

Family should be the obvious choice for it is where you are supposed to return back. While career can provide you with fame and other materialistic goodies, it can never bring you the pure happiness that your family gives you. However rich or famous may you be, at the end of the day it is always the family you turn towards in search of untampered love and care. Moreover it is one's duty to repay back to your family all that has been done for you. And overlooking your family for your career is utter betrayal.

Career ought to be the obvious choice. Something else comes before your family, that is the mankind. All of us have some responsibilities towards mankind. We need to devote ourselves to our work so that we can be responsible for the advancements of tomorrow that would make life easier for the generations to come. And family is a major hindrance towards such devotion because it prevents you from taking risks - which is the basis of all great achievements.

However you might argue, it is very difficult to choose one of the two. Take the case of most of the great people in history, their private lives had been highly unsuccessful. And people who have had very good personal lives have rarely contributed to the mankind. Whatever you may choose (because you have to one day), ultimately you will be the loser because you will have to give up one thing or the other.

A Choice we can't make...

" Of words unspoken and promises unkept,
Of dreams unfulfilled and tasks unfinished,
Of all the successes achieved and all the losses incurred,
My search for my purpose in life has spawned more questions
than has had them answered. "

It's being 20 long years. Twenty years of futile search in
this weird planet for my purpose, my objective , my motive
for existence and subsistence. what I have received in
return have been more and more questions. Answers do appear
somewhere around the horizon but they bring with them
another burden of questions. And as such being an
over-inquisitive quizzer, I keep lurking in the dark in the
trail of their answers. In these twenty years, I have seen
a lot of things and shut my eyes to a few... made  friends
with some and bought enmity with some... suffered a broken
heart and mended others... have understood great mysteries
of nature and solved some... drunk the elixir of knowledge
and hidden behind the veils of ignorance... have shot to
stardom on occasions and lost into obscurity for the rest
of the time. It's been such a life that neither can I be
thankful for it nor can I be not thankful for it. The reason
being I haven't known how life looks when seen from outside
my life. I have been me throughout these twenty years and so
don't know what it feels like not being me. What I have
indeed figured out is that we got to make choices in our life.
We cannot ask for the heaven and get to be the sinned ones at
the same time. We have the right to choose what we want or be
thrusted upon a choice that we have to take irrespective of
our needs. It is these choices that totally change our life
and pave our future. It is these choices that decide our
victory or defeat in the game of life. A life of choices...
that is what our lives eventually get reduced to. I have made
some choices in life whose outcomes I still await. Some
choices that I made, though, still ask for justifications. My
pursuit for academics made me force my passion for sports,
music and dramatics to take a backstage. Similar decisions
also made me get reclusive and affected my personal life.
Although I am in a favourable position at present, decisions,
like these, taken by me do still unbalance me. It is not
because I have made some wrong decisions but because every
choice I made won me some rewards in life and bereaved me of
some joys of life. The same is with everyone of us. It's a
pity that even though we have the power of choice, we do not
have the right not to make any choice because by doing that,
it itself would become a choice. 

How green was my valley ?

Well I am back to blogging after a long time. It is not that I had nothing to write but couldn't devote enough time to blog. Well watched Swadesh again and was touched again. A great movie and spectacular performance from an actor whom I hate the most. May be it is my hatred for him (for reasons best kept out of this blog) or his amazing performance that I felt onscreen was a real life person named Mohan Bhargav. I don't see any resemblances between him and me in terms of elementary similarities like his attitude, academics, job etc. but still I found he was conveying some of my feelings throughout the movie. Like Mohan, I try being one of the system yet different from it (what you would rather call standing out of the crowd). Mohan's decision in the end to quit his job in NASA sounds a bit odd and immature but if we look back in our lives, there are many such points when we give up big things to gain small things because those small things attain greater importance in our life than those big things. What Swadesh does is make us realise that and remind us what we are and where we belong. Two dialogues will stand out in my memory for long. The first being - Apne hi paani mein pighal jaana baraf ka muqadar hota hai( it is the fate of ice to melt into its own waters ). The other one being when Dayashankar Pandey compares the actions of the migrating indians as apne chaukhat ka diya giving light to the neighbour's house( the light of one's compound giving light to neighbour's house). Not just dialogues but messages for us to understand our roots and ourselves and help us carve our future. Moreover Mohan's efforts in bringing electricity to his village and then staying over in his village to do more for his village, may seem to idealistic to people but it indeed envisages the very Indianness that makes us so different from others. It highlights the optimism and vision that keeps us going. It reminds us that if there is going to be any revival of our motherland then it will be we who can do it. Yes we... we , the people.

Analyse This ...

Well India snatches another extraordinary series defeat from the jaws of victory against archrivals Pakistan. Millions of heart broken. A dream shattered. That's what they call the Indian Cricket team. Cricket is such a passion in India that one of the first few things a kid learns early in his life is to play cricket. In a country where a cricket match is as important as a festival, where cricket stars are not only revered and adored but worshipped, the fanataicism of cricket is such that a match featuring India is greatest event of any day not to forget the excellent TRP ratings fetched by them. A country that eats, sleeps , drinks and virtually lives cricket... that is craze of cricket in India. And such disastrous results do not do justice to the passion and dreams of the million cricket loving Indians. Where does the real flaw lie in the much hyped Indian team that cannot even gift a fitting tribute to the coach, who reinstalled the much needed confidence in the team, on his farewell? The answer lies deep inside the way cricket is handled in India. First things first. The selection procedure is indeed flawed. What can you say when a player finds his place in the team just on the virtue of past performances and being the captain. Also when certain players' star stature prevents them from being dropped from the team. Whereas the new players normally get one or two chances to prove their mettle. If they don't perform well, they have wait for ages to get another call. And if they perform well, then they are assured a place for, atleast, the next few series even if they perform badly. Because of this the Indian team normally ends up as a one-man army. Take a look at the best team in the world , Australia. They are a perfect example of team spirit and individualness does not exist as evident from the Darren Lehmann case when he offered to step down so that the back-from-injury captain Ricky Ponting would play. Secondly, the money mindedness of Indian cricketers does affect their onfield proceedings. The numerous endorsements are not expected from the players and it seems they are better off endorsing than playing cricket. It appears shameful when their ads are screened during a match where the team is losing. The performance of Indian team always yields suspicions of match-fixing schemes. After all a team performing brilliantly in a couple of matches doesn't just make a U-turn and start performing this badly unless ,ofcourse ,the match has been fixed. Another element responsible for this bad performance is the media. The way media handles Indian cricket is a crash course in bad management. It is higly illogical to glorify the team on success and then with a single defeat start criticizing that very team. The way media makes a hero out of the players and then suddenly makes them appear as the baddies is real immatureness. Lastly, the greatest culprits of all, are the foolish Indians wasting their times watching cricket. It is the numerous hopes that the people have pinned up that results in this frustration. The over emphasis laid on cricket has sounded a death knell on other sports and made the cricketers take their job for granted. So the best thing that can happen to India is that this terrible defeat opens the eyes of the ignorant mass and they start investing in other things minimising the hyper-addiction to cricket.

Interview with an Atheist

People call him an atheist. Much isn't known about him. Its still a mystery how people came to know about his ways of life and labeled him as such. The only thing I know about him is that he doesn't like revealing anything about himself. Still I managed to coax him to speak to me. Here is the interview of an atheist:

Me: Its so kind of you for allowing me to interview you. First of all I would definitely like to know why have you been labeled an atheist ?
Atheist: Its quite obvious, I am not a theist.(chuckling)

Me: But then why aren't you a theist ?
Atheist: Because I cannot force myself to believe something that I donot believe.

Me: So you are of the opinion that God does not exist.
Atheist: I cannot say so as I wouldn't say something that I cannot prove. Neither can I say that God does exist because none of us can prove that either.Its just that something existed before we came to being and it still exists having some sort of control on our lives. May be that is what we call GOD.

Me: So you believe there is some universal power above everything .
Atheist: Ofcourse, otherwise the creation of every entity that exists becomes vague whatever scientific theory we give.

Me: Since your belief is quite similiar to the existence of GOD , then why this disbelief in HIM?
Atheist: Because of the way he has been represented. I find it utterly illogical to worship a photo or a stone figure. On one side you claim that God is omnipresent then why do we confine him in to the boundaries of temples, churches, mosques etc ?

Me: It seems your disbelief is more of a veil for your resistance towards the places of worship.
Atheist: Not only that but also against the way various religions have been practised. Something is preached, something comprehended and something put to practice.

Me: Can you tell me something about your hatred towards the concept of religion?
Atheist: See, I have always felt religion to be the greatest hindrance towards mutual brotherhood. Almost all mishaps in the world have been direct consequences of religious discriminations. Be it the Crusades, the Hindu-Mughal feud, the world wars, terrorism in the modern world , all have had religion as one of their ingredients. The Crusades had the Christians and the Muslims battling over whose world it was. The world war-II saw Hitler making life hell for the Jews. The existence of the most of the fanatic terrorist wings has more to do with religion than with anyother thing, be it the Jehadis, the IRA or other such extremists. Even it was religion that was the vital weapon used by the British for their Divide and Rule Campaign in India. I don't think any of the religions preaches such kind of violence. It is only the way religion has been interpreted by the followers or , should I say, the way religion has been taught by the so called teachers of religion that has created contempt in the hearts of people.

Me: So What do you think are the real teachings of religion?
Atheist: I am not sure about that but what I am sure of is that a religion can never teach you to have contempt for another religion.

Me: It is also well known that you have a certain dislike for going to temples?
Atheist: I believe that the supreme power is omnipresent. So going to temple doesn't make any sense. I consider that power as a friend, my best friend. I share all my thoughts and feelings with HIM. So I needn't go to the temple. Moreover the temples remain extremely crowded and that repels me. Also the temples are kept so untidy and unclean. If proverbs are to be believed
then, " Cleanliness is next to Godliness". Any place that is unclean doesn't have God in it. So temples don't have the presence of God.

Me: And what do you have to say about the rituals?
Atheist: I have nothing to comment about it because whenever I have followed certain ritual its under compulsion. I have never felt like appeasing GOD because I hate the total concept of doing something in order to make GOD happy so that your wishes are fulfilled. This is not a barter system and you don't make business dealings with GOD.

Me: A last question, don't you think you are interpreted in a wrong way when people say that your atheism is just a fashion statement.
Atheist: People are entitled to their own views and whenever people say so I laugh at their ignorance. My stand on atheism is logical. I don't challenge the presence of God. I challenge the way God is interpreted and worshipped. I challenge the idol worship and false religious practices that take place in God's name. I challenge the religious discriminations. I am not an atheist by choice but by circumstance. If religion had been practiced in the proper way then I would have been a devotee. I would rather continue my friendship with my "FRIEND UP THERE" then succumb to the ignorant practices of the society.

Food for Thought

I have believed since long that there is one thing which we possess upon which we have complete authority and no one can steal or take it away from us. It is our imagination - a gift granted to all by "MY FRIEND UP THERE" so that the process of evolution might continue forever on this planet. And I have made it my favourite past time. So when I was having a curious chat with my one of my close buddies about what was in store for the future of the world, we came upon some great ideas. Now the biggest problem MOTHER EARTH has is that of population and storage apart from the diminishing resources. So we found out some curious possible solutions to these serious threats:-
POPULATION
Solution 1: Introduction of a new law banning further childbirths. No more kids means no more new entries to the human community and then we will have a control over the population. If you fail to abide by this law, the father ,the mother and the offspring will be executed.(Demonic Punishment !!!)
Solution 2: Terraforming. Humans will eventually find out a way to colonise the outer planets that would promote life. So that means we will now have transport vehicles plying not only between countries but between planets. If this plan succeeds then the most sought after jobs will be mining and special corps and every individual will be imparted astronomical training.
Solution 3: This does sound impractical but we will start utilising the empty sky above and the ground beneath(underground/underwater) for shelter. Buildings will be constructed in the empty sky(the Jetsons way) and students will start using submarines and personal jetplanes to reach their school!!!

STORAGE
Solution 1:Everything that has become old and outdated will be destroyed. Archiving and Museums will become illegal. Every thing in the world will deal with the present and the future and the things of past will stay only in memories but no real existence.
Solution 2: Hail Terraforming again but with a twist. The outer space will be used not as a residential colony but as a sort of garbage depot. Imageine the moon being a data repository!!!

RESOURCES
Well we couldn't think about it because the seemingly impractical nature of our talk took a toll on us and we felt that it would be better to eat our dinner than analyse this great challenge. Sometimes you start imagining things that seem like fantasy, unreal, virtual... but seldom we understand that these have always been the food for thought, the very fodder of innovation. Well I should conclude here else my friend would say,
" Don't let your imagination run amok ".

A Question of Responsibility

"With great power comes great responsibility".
These are the lines with which Peter Parker (a.k.a. Spiderman ) brings to end the proceedings of the classic Hollywood flick SPIDERMAN. As classy and adorable these dialogues might sound , they carry the weight of an Old Wizard's wise advice. It's not in possessing great power that we become great, but it is in our greatness to carry on with our powers without misusing them. Well the above have been cited by me in context with the powers vested by MEDIA that has often been misused by them. I have always been of the view that the media be made free from the shackles of governmental authority for its the duty of the media to get the truth out. But there is a thin line between getting the truth out and intruding someone's privacy. And this line has often been crossed by the media. I still remember the day when Princess Diana died (thanks to the paparazzi intent on getting some intimate pictures of the Lady with her boyfriend Dodi-Al-Fayed) . She was a lady I admired and adored not only for being beautiful and gracious but also for being so humane and charitable that even after her death she continues to rule the heart of millions. Her tragic death is just one out of the many cases handled badly the media. Not to forget about the hundreds of divorces yielded by the ever-over-anxious media playing spoilsport with the happily married lives of the CELEBs... As Andy Warhol once pointed out that everyone of us has his share of 15 minutes of fame, the media true to these words raises people to the zenith of stardom only to dismantle their very foundation for the rest of their lives. If this world has to be renovated then it is the media that has to understand it's purpose and set things right. It has to understand the enormous power it possesses and handle it with utmost responsibility.

Are We Alone Here?

Well the Champ returns back to his writing ways and today he is going to ponder over the billion dollar question - Are we alone in this world? The case in study is why I feel that someone is watching over me although I know that right now I am alone in my room writing down these monolithic pieces of wisdom and when I see behind me the emptiness of the room feels me but as I turn my back and start facing the screen, I again start getting these paranoid feelings. I register a case of mental harassment against that invisible entity. And the detective in me takes up the case convinced that the truth cannot hide forever. I start inspecting the whole of my room for evidences and I get weird signals (as they say) of an ominous presence. The room is in a mess and every single object in my room seems to possess life be it my dirty sport shoes trying to get my attention or the potato in front my PC querying about it's purpose. I try not getting distracted and go on searching the place exactly behind my chair which is supposed to be MR. INVISIBLE thing's hideout. Why was he staring at me anyway and why does he just vanish out of the sight when I looked back. Is he hiding from me or is he stalking me? Well if he is stalking me then he better be careful because the glamorous CELEBs of my world have taught me a lot about handling the stalker stuffs. The pieces of apparels behind me , hung from the string that acts as my closet, seemed to be bystanders sighing down with utmost innocence. And that's were the investigation rounded up to a zero. No more clues ahead. The invisible thingy (as my friend calls it) seemed to have had a plan in his mind that made for a great execution with plenty of stealth put into it. Just when I was about to put down my weapons, I struck gold with my extremely loyal and handy brain coming to my rescue with an seemingly good trap. I sat facing my screen and placed a mirror in front of me and the next time I felt the presence of that thing behind me , he will be caught. Well I can sense that all those reading this, are now patting my back for this great idea and thanks for it. So I waited for sometime but no one really came out from his hideout and this made me feel that it must have been an illusion. But suddenly the thief came out of his den only to be caught by my aquiline eyes. At last, the stalker had been caught and I was elated by this great success. But Mr. Invisible turned out to be a small mouse that ,unknown to me, had been sharing the room along with my other two roommates. He had made my room his hideout/shelter. Good for him. All these great arrangements for catching a mouse!!! Well somethings turn out to be pretty much different from what they appear. The cat and mouse game over, I returned back to my job. But in the back of my mind I still knew what had been caught wasn't my stalker. Something else was still there roaming freely throwing his macabre glances at me. It still is. We are certainly not alone here. And if some other entities do exist then who is intruding whose privacy. They or We?
Well that’s another billion dollar question. Isn't it?

The Magic Of Love or is it?

The Call of Love is really powerful and it enriches you... or something like it. That's something that I have heard since my childhood. I don't know why God has still made it a forbidden fruit for me till now. But since I am someone who searches for reasons in every aspect of life, how a query like this can remain unanswered. So I went on to search for the reasons by diving into the mysterious last 19 years of my life. Well I did have a lot of crushes but I lost interest in all of them after a few days. And most of them were females whom I could never approach. But I found, my unfortunate case of not falling in love, was not as a result of me being an introvert or of my excessive shyness, but more of a direct consequence of the various real life love stories that I had seen. There was a case when one of my good friends fell for the same girl on whom I had a crush. And people like me who value friendship a lot, did an idiotic blunder (as you may say) by getting out of his way. It's a different story that even my friend was unsuccessful in his attempt which however introduced me to that girl's extremly ugly and dark side. I am thankful for being saved. Then there was another case when I chose friendship over love and became good friends with one of my crushes. But what got me drift away from love were two incidents. The first one involved someone I cared for a lot. What hurt me about the whole episode is that his love created a lot of turmoil in the family. I don't understand how people take side of their lovers whom they barely know and that too against people who have spent their whole lives for them. Well I would never like to be in such a situation. These things are good for a script of a movie but not in real life. How can one be so selfish and ungrateful to the very people who are the masterminds of his creation? It is a different thing that all those problems were later sorted down in his family mainly because of the way he handled it and also because of the cooperation his family members gave. The other incident too was equally eye opening. Because I haven't seen people undergo drastic changes. For good or bad, only the "ONE UP THERE" knows. Years of association takes a backstage to months of romantic greetings.That's what got him to move away from the very persons whose company he could not leave before. Well I am happy for him because he is more happier now than he was before. But after this incident I have had my priorities sorted. I am here to fulfill some sort of objective that I am destined to. My personal experiences have made me think that love is a distraction. I want to live a life like a free bird and not be under the binding chains of my girlfriend. I value my friends and family more than anything and something called "LOVE" will not be allowed to trespass in. So hey, all the girls out there, bad luck for you. If someone objects to my views you are welcome to comment on it and try to enlighten me about where I went wrong. And if you are out there clapping in favour of my views, let me say I love Fan mails. And all those who have been hurt by these statements, I am utterly sorry I can't help, these are my personal views not meant to hurt anyone. Others who are right now extremely angry with me and are wondering why I wrote all these, well I had warned you all, once I start blogging all hell is going to break loose.

Hail The Indians

Well I am just back from a game of Rise of Nations, and playing as the Indians, have covered the entire world but Japan. And with a move left Japan is about to face an impending invasion from the greatest ever conqueror the world has seen. Games are so cool; they give you the power to realise your dreams and your weirdest imaginations. And they often force you to intrigue yourself with a weird question. Are we the ones who play games or just pawns in a huge game someone "UP THERE" is playing? As vague as the question may sound, it has its own complicacies because if we are indeed pawns in a game, then we have two ways out - complete our objective else face a valiant elimination. Sounds familiar? Am I telling your life's story? Maybe; for, all the things in the world are interlinked and what we see maynot be what they are. There is something mysterious about our existence because we exist as if we don’t exist. Too complex for you to understand? Well everyone isn't entitled to learn the secret of this world and those who learn it are no more part of it. It’s a difficult decision to make - to be part of this virtual world or to know the real world. After all its a matter of which pill you choose that changes your life. And the conclusion is that if I had been you, I would easily conclude that the writer of this piece had just seen ANIMATRIX yesterday and got so much caught in it's enchanting web that he is still to come out of its hold.

And then all hell broke loose...

Some things change the fate of the world... Imagine what would have happened if Eve hadn't consumed that evil ominous apple, if empires had worked on enriching the world rather than conquering each other's territories, if the Britishers had not invaded India and then India hadn't been partitioned into two, if the world wars had just been confined to the pages of fiction, communal disharmony, terrorism , treachery, wars, corruption ... etc had just been part of dictionary and a remote reality , and what if a rebellious introvert residing in his dream world having a penchant for weird things and dislike for monotonic things had not decided to start blogging... Well the world would have been a better place to live. But since the world isn't one right now, that rebellious introvert has decided that its time to express his views about everything that exists in this world or that had existed once. After all he lives in a country where he has the freedom of expression and expressing your views cost you just a piece of your mind and nothing more. And if you had the courage to read this scrap that came to my mind out of nowhere, then let me assure you more are going to come as he has started blogging and all hell is going to break loose...