O devil! awake thy soul.

Nothing sublime, nothing picturesque in today's corrupted nature. Blame us and not used-to-be pure-sublime nature which we have defaced for our selfish motives. Nature is crying out loud. Unfortunately, no one is there to listen to her plea. You call her bad names while sitting cosily in the room on the couch which is filled with artificial air. It seems, you have deleted the word 'shame' from your dictionary. If you can respect your mortal mother, then how can you ignore your immortal mother(nature). You feel blessed during pleasant weather. You enjoy the first rain of monsoon. I wish you continue to enjoy it. But sadly, the nature is angry with you. For how long shall you ignore her pain and suffering? Blame yourself and not her. You're murdering her sons by heartlessly cutting them down. You're throwing your garbage and defecate on her daughters. Still, you expect clean, fresh, pure water from them. Wishful thinking won't lead you anywhere. Do not forget she's angry and you've seen recent examples of her wrath: tsunamis, hurricanes, earthquakes, storms. She won't stop it here. Until you plead for mercy and restore the long lost respect of her. She has her patience limits like you. She's been facing your disrespect for so long. Now it's her time to teach you a moral lesson, which you read in the childhood in the books which were made on the cost of her children's lives. She has her limits. Do not forget that you can't survive without her. Use all the artificial elements you can for your survival, ultimately you will have to revert back to the Nature, to your 'immortal' mother, whom you have ignored sufficiently enough to make her cry for her survival. 


I pray for you because I'm part of you.

Whine and whine leads you somewhere!

It's is good to be back here. I do not even remember when did I write my last post. May be, some ages ago. Well, so much has changed, including Me: I've grown old(a bit more); seasons have changed; situations have changed, and my long, rough, curly hairstyle is back. Life goes on huh! A lot of time has passed. It's May end now. I've just given my Semester 2 exams and instead of feeling happy and relieved, I'm bored, tired and helpless. 


For once in life, I'm feeling like doing something productive in my life. But, this time again, I'm clueless, as to what to do and how to make my life more meaningful. Sometimes, I think too much. May be this is the reason I end up doing nothing, and then sulk for the fact that I did nothing. 


The situation around me is not favourable, which is like the 'icing on the cake' for the already messed up life. The same old irritating 'subjects' and 'objects' in the society have sufficiently irked my conscience. Well, they are shameful creatures who should be kicked out of the society. I wish it could happen. Nah, it's not possible here. I shall die whining over the fact that nobody has the guts to do anything about them. I'm included as well.


I guess, there is a resounding theme of 'existential dilemma' in this post as well. It seems, I've been trying to set a trend here. Whine my child, whine! I think, this is why I or we write blogs. It's a safe mode to vent out your frustration or anger, when you do not want to share it or do not have a partner to share it with. Hence, I will whine, till I shan't shine. 


It's all about: how good are you in being true to yourself and not to others.


"O life! Thou art vile creature."


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Funny Insult !

For most of the people insult is a serious matter and it can lead to deadly consequences! But, in my case, I deliberately abhor to create an issue out of any embarrassing moment or insult, even it's personal and sensitive(not always though).
Today's incident made me laugh out loud, genuinely. It was not at all the Girl's fault (delegate of Jamaica); it was mine. The moment she asked me, '' you were in which committee?" (her 'genuinely' question marked  face made it even more evident, that, she was not aware of my existence). I was Dumbstruck at that moment! but had suddenly started laughing. Ha ha ha ha. And my [embarrassing] reply, "oh! we were in the same committee. You would not have noticed me. I was sitting at the back during the session.'' Ha ha ha ha.
It's good to crack jokes or to behave like a joker(only joker can understand the 'true' feeling of being a joker and joking around and seeing some free expressions of laughter; it's a tough job!)
It was a 'very' funny incident! I could have defended myself. I could have shown attitude(for no reason). I could have skipped the question. But, I deliberately did not. It's 'justified' to be the butt of a joke, at least, sometimes, if not always! It's hard for me to get her expressions out of my mind, for some days now or I might remember it throughout my life.
There's a smile on my face, while I am unabashedly revealing an embarrassing moment(in true sense). The incident was an ''eye-opener'' for me in many ways. But I am not bothering about any openers at this moment(pun intended!); I am laughing and smirking. Period.
As I got what I deserved, that too, today itself. ''Leave me alone'' tag, that has become a reality of my life. ''My-self and I-self''.
It was not an ordinary day. Witnessed a riot as well. But it ended peacefully. Much worse could have happened. I do not know whose efforts are commendable. All's well that ends well.
Enough for the night and day.
Peace.
Ha ha ha(I'm not going to stop soon)



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Death be not proud of ....

Death- the ultimate truth. We can not escape Death, at least. It does not matter what religion we follow, the existence of Death is always there. Ironically, the soul gets the real power after death.
If, Death is inescapable, then, why are not we prepared to face it and consider it's subtle presence with us, all the time? Why can't we think practically and accept its supremacy, instead of being emotional and scared of it's existence? These are some unanswered questions - whether it be science, philosophy, or religious doctrines - none of them have a fixed, satisfied answer to such questions. Quite a dubious task.
I'm being a common man sharing my views on Death. Even I am scared of it, if not personally but may be because of others. I'm a helpless victim of it. No respite from it unless I experience the 'real' horror of it.

What ideas our Revolutionaries had of Death ? One thing for sure, even they were scared of it's presence, upto some extent. But when you have examples of Sardar Bhagat Singh and other great freedom fighters or for say, Imam Hussain. Had they scared of Death, at first point, they would not have done [something revolutionary] or had taken a single step against their unbeatable enemy(which they were quite aware of). Of course 'they' were not scared of Death. But, I'm not convinced with the argument. They too were 'human beings' and it's quite impossible to be not scared of Death (at least in their sub or unconscious mind). However, it teaches you a lesson: one can't escape the fear of Death. Accept it. Shout and cry in grief. Never welcome it but also do not ignore it(nobody can).

"Death be not proud of, though some have called thee, Mighty and Dreadful, for art thou, not so"

It's sad. Whatever happened, must not have happened. I could not say much, even today, but it was not required though. Might be, it was ! Although it always hurt when a nice person leaves, that too, suddenly, leaving no trace of his/ her existence. As if she/he was not existed. It's so sudden! You're left clueless, sadly, helpless. Well, that's what Life is : unpredictable. And ironically, Death is the only predictable aspect of our life, but when? that is unpredictable, thus, makes it more scary! One can't escape the horror of it and also not laid back and wait for it to happen. Useless. God.

RIP- A Great Human Being. You will always be missed.

"Ab bas reham karo mere dil pe, uthta nahi tera Janaza. Mere Kaandhe bhi aashqo mein dube hue sisak rahe hain. Ab bas Rukshaat ho tera Janaza."

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Photography ?

What is Photography ? What does a "photo" signify ? Does it have a theme or a message or a whole story behind it ? These are some very easy and complicated questions. For example, what is poetry ? Google it and one can find some infinite links on it. All the reasons are justified, for those, who have experienced the "true" emotions of poetry. It applies to photography as well. It's a form of "art" and I am associated with it. 

Searching for some genuine reasons for my inclination towards it. The photo is half dark and half bright and it's just the beginning ...............




P.S - Nothing interesting in the post.

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Bore, boring, bored.

Semester 1 exams are over. I'm kinda feeling light-headed. They were bad, extremely bad.
So. I have got nothing much to do these days, as holidays have just started and I am still unprepared as what to do during this break. I planned certain plans, while I was preparing for my exams. A good time pass huh !         First, was to got hold of the Semester 2 course and started reading it. Result - still in progress. Second, was to work on my photography skills, and to focus on NGO. Result - affirmative. Last and the most important, was to not let myself got bored and had to indulge in some activity to keep myself busy. Result - negative. Also, to travel somewhere in the mountains. Result - ah! useless thought.
But the question is, how and when and why someone get bored? I do not remember exactly (my bad memory), but I read or heard from someone, somewhere that their is no such word "Bore" (bored or boring), at least not in the dictionary (not literally) of those people who have some purposes in their life. Even if they do not have a purpose, they are sure of not letting themselves "bored", not even for a single moment. People who whines all the time, "they are bored" or "their life is boring", are either aimless or confused in what to make of their life. I'm not sure whether to agree with it or not. But, somehow, I would agree with the logic. I've come across people who are active; who are not delusional; who are practical; who are always doing something, even  if it makes sense or not. It's an eye opener when you look at them and then see yourself in the mirror, something wrong with you(if you're bored!), you're absolutely right!
It's a sad fact that I'm suffering from this "bore-boring-bored" syndrome (if I may call it). Though, I am fighting with it and the results are affirmative. I'm trying to be as active as possible, I know it's a hard task(for me!), still I will try my best to face it. It sounds like a challenge for me !
I think I am done with this post. I've made enough points to justify my "boredo(o)m".
As I said, I'm working on it.

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A Dream Shattered!

Yes,it was a dream.But it was shattered,brutally!Nobody expected it, I mean people who were there;who were eagerly waiting for their dream to came true that night, after 3 decades.It was a life time opportunity.Sadly ,for us and so not for them(bastards).I could see the emotions,wrath and sadness in the eyes of so many people( I was one of them).They were shocked,clueless and dumbstruck.They cried;they abused;they went violent,but  the saddest part of the event was that they were Sad(from inside).Few of them would not even leave the place because they were still waiting for a glimpse of their Gods.But they never turned up.Heard that they had post-event party in one of the 5 stars hotels.An event that never happened.I felt *sad* for people who came all the way from North-East,and after traveling so long ,they were left with no option but to returned back home empty handed.

I wished I could judge the event or criticized what *Metal heads*  did that night.But I can not and I won't.Because ,somewhat I am still sad,rather frustrated,irritated ; as if I knew it that it was bound to happen and it had happened.I was desperately waiting for the day.I wanted to see them Live.Nothing of that sort happened.I thank God that I was not the only unlucky fan.May be I am sounding like a Sadist selfish ass.But,that's how I can console myself now.Shame! Nobody is going to forget this day or date - 28.10.2011.At least not I,for ever.One of the saddest days in my life.I am bound to remember  it,even how hard I can try to erase it from my memory.I waited for them for so long.They were so close and yet so far.
Time to close this chapter now,at least from here.

And I will remember,
"The Day That Never *Came*."

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