Mistakes

Why is it that we all make mistakes? Why is it, that we never want to learn from the mistakes of others? Is it so important for each and every one of us to make the same mistakes by ourselves and learn the lesson that someone so dear to us was trying to teach us?

Is it our ego that marks upon our decisions or is it our emotions? What controls them more? The Ego , the Emotions, or is it something more?

Why is it that every time we mug up for an exam, we remember most? Why is it that we get anxious over numbers that are imaginary and devised only to prove our worth, but mean nothing?

It is all a pretentious farce!

We live in a world that teaches us to live life in a particular way. There are rights and there are wrongs. No subjective viewpoints. That is the way the world functions. It is not by observation, but by being told. Then why, do we not listen to the more important things in life?

A blogpost is no place to find enlightenment, but you never know, what may strike you as inspirational. If I can find inspiration in a dead puppy, you can find it in a candy wrapper. Who is to say?

And what if we make mistakes? Are we wasting our time? Yes, probably! When we know it's a mistake and yet we pursue it. That is utter bullshit. Learn to live and not waste time. And learn the difference between recreation, leisure and wasting time too. You may be making a mistake in choosing the wrong option.

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

He had Won

He walked alone, on a desolate street, thoughts of joy churning through his mind. The sky was gloomy but his mind afresh. Filled with emotions of jolly, his feet carried him towards his destination. Stars revolved around his head, as angels and demons danced to salute him. His was a victory of pride and honor. He had earned it. He had been in utter disgrace and now, he had won.

He was a lad from a happy family. No worries or troubles even meddled with his peace. But then came that little idiot of a boy. What was his name? Aah well, it’s not necessary anymore. That Idiot, as he would always refer to him, made his college life miserable. It was his first day in college when this Idiot met him. Idiot was a senior and so, he respected him. But little did he know, that this Idiot, meant to rag him.

Well, that was in the past. That Idiot was dead now. And he killed him.

Yes, this boy who we are reading about, walking towards his destination, well, yes. He killed him.

His destination?

Insanity. Yes, it was insanity. You didn’t believe that this story was going somewhere good did you? Oh well, too bad. He grinned as he walked towards insanity.

A tiny door opened in a house at the end of the street and a wrinkled gray hand gestured him inside. He walked in. Inside was an abyss with nothingness surrounding him, with a silent deathly aura and an aroma of filth and reeking flesh. He kept smiling. He had won.

A million spider webs shot at him, entangling his limbs and body into yielding. He knelt down as huge hairy apes slapped him red and raw. He kept smiling. He had won.

Why they asked. No reply. He kept smiling. He had won.

Was it so bad? The Idiot had driven him to insanity. Yes, it was the Idiot who had tortured his whole living mental state, so much that he resorted to a mind of blood rather than beauty. Can ragging actually take you to such extreme limits?

I don’t know. Ask him! Ask him all you want. All he will do is smile. But of course, what can we say?

He had won. 

This Goddamned Heat!!!

So the heat seems to be rising here. As I walked in the burning daylight of noon today, with sweat sliding down my ass crack, there seemed to be so many people around that probably were going through the same, but seemed to be perfectly okay with the heat.

Why is this heat burning our skin? Global warming? Or do you think God was freezing up there and probably raised the temperature cause he felt like it?

Either ways its not the guy in the sky who is affected, it's us. It is our skin that develops cancer and our life that melts here. The profuse sweating in my boxers only indicate that the world is fucked. But then again, who knows? We might be just a few years away from the next Ice Age.

Now, if we do face an Ice Age, do you believe that God will ever change thermostat of his heavenly bachelor pad?(I have never heard of God being married. Of course some Hindu Gods are married but there are too many of them and not all the readers will understand the context.)

Speaking of Hinduism, there is a shlok in the Bhagvat Gita:

"Yada Yada Hi Dharmasya, Glanirva Bhavathi Baharatha,

Abhyuthanam Adharmaysya, Tadatamanam Srijami Aham."

"Paritranaya Sadhunam, Vinashaya Cha Dushkritam,

Dharmasansthapanarthaya Sambhavami Yuge-Yuge"

To set it all into basics, God, Lord Vishnu (the protector) always works to bring the world into balance. All his Avatars, have been to set things right, to undo the wrong and restore Dharma. So is this what we are facing now?

To restore the Dharma, we must we face the terrible heat?

Well, simply said, 'As you sow, so shall you reap.' We have raped Mother Earth of her resources and now we face Global Warming as a result of the chaos that is but our own creation.

Now, the question is, will we wipe that sweaty ass of ours and go back to not giving a fuck?

Or will we try to do something. I don't know what I will be doing. I made a blogpost (a pretty long one at that.).

What will you do?

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light!

Pointless?

It has been quiet for long. Some time has passed since my last write. With the world sticking its eyes out eagerly to see if or not World War Three might happen, it seems that people are finally getting busy in their media driven lives.

But that isn't the point. The point is, so many things have happened in just the past week. And I have been silent to it all? This silence is golden. Spiritual to a level that I cannot express through mere words. It has been a while and things have happened. But how many of us are actually concerned? Are we just living everyday hoping to wake up the next day just so we can catch the latest episode of our Life?

Is it so great of an ignorance on our mind's part that we have chosen to speak silence over voicing out our thoughts

I don't know the point of this post. I honestly don't. I have been stagnant and my mind has drifted into another part of my passion, that I hope will be my best work yet. Till then, think about the pointlessness of this post. And ask yourself, what else can be so pointless as a post posted by some random guy with an internet connection and access to blogger. What can it be?

Life?