The walking dead

I have seen people who have gone unnoticed in their lives, who are there and yet never there, who do not try to furbish their shoes, do not try to outshine others, albeit successful never raise eyebrows, never do anything flashy, are never popular or notorious even, never attract any attention and get lost in the swarm. What is the meaning of such a life? What is the meaning of leading a life like a ghost without having any definite purpose whatsoever? Such a person fails to grab attention throughout his life. These are the people who are never remembered. Their decisions are never their own. Their thoughts are plagiarized. Their actions are never ‘reflexive’. They are literally dead. You would lose interest in such a person within seconds after the inception of a real conversation. Nobody wants a zombie nodding at their personal matters eh!

Remember being discreet and being dumb are two different things. Discretion isn’t about being dead; it is about doing something without grabbing attention. I am talking about those who are the walking dead amongst us.

Their countenances never dilate eyes, their faces are expressionless, their mannerism wouldn’t grab the slightest of your attention even if you are locked alone with them in a room. They are the real living dead. You might be working with them in your workplace for years and yet you wouldn’t remember their name on any event coz they have never been there literally. They are the most insecure freaks. They get a feeling ‘everybody’s watching me’ and so they put themselves in check every now and then but in fact nobody’s. They seek their respite only in the company of their own circle. Some of them are socio-networking freaks who only have a blast on the websites but are different altogether. Some believe that they are going to be remembered for their futile deeds forever but in the long run they are the ones who get forgotten first for their petit bourgeois acts even though they are at the apex hoisting the victory flag.

What’s the use of leading such a life when you have become successful in roping only a few fans?

I personally don’t believe living such a life is going to do anybody any good. I have always distinguished myself as an individual who is different from the others. One can easily point me out of the mob. My countenance never lacks expressions. I have never been reticent about my feelings. They say I am lively and nimble, well I say it is my ID. I spread the message of life around me. It is something I am proud of. To be able to leave an impression, to be able to make an impact, to never leave anything ‘steady’ intact, to be able to bring about the change, to do things with my own personal touch – that’s what I enjoy about myself.

All I can say to those leading such a life and sulking about it - You need to lighten up and get out! Get out and get acquainted with 'real' guys, the world isn’t small; it is full of wonderful people who are still unexplored. The final advice of utmost importance - while leading this life never stop having fun! (The line in bold: A great man once told me that!)

If everything is pre-decided....whats the point?

When people veil their weaknesses with the curtain of excuses, they generally come up with the idea - "Everything is pre-decided. The fiasco happened because it was bound to." With that thought they mask their blunders and abscond the scene. The thing is, whoever has given that idea might not have thought about the fact that if everything in this universe is pre-decided then what is the point of it all. If everything in this life is set then what is the meaning of living this life. When everything has been figured out before then why are we reliving the same boring life again and again. If we are not able to change our destiny then how stupid this life would be. If the destiny and each and every path leading to the destiny has been set earlier then what fun would be there to live a life like that. Not to be able to change destiny, I think that is the real bummer.

I wish 'they' are not true. None of their assumptions should be true otherwise we would all be stuck in a loop living the same old meaningless life without ever complaining because we wouldn't know.

To be able to take challenges and unforeseen risks makes life adventurous while the thrill and the suspense of fulfilling one's desire steals the show. I don't want this fact to change.

Absolving yourself

Well, at times, we feel the sudden urge to set things straight and make someone petty fathom that what you have been doing was for good while that person keeps on misunderstanding you. You want him to really comprehend what’s going on rather than blindly abominating. But sooner or later you realize that the same person is never going to affect you in real life and even when you let him think ugly, it is hardly going to matter. So why bother? But in the long run, it is always going to pinch you that there’s a person out there who hates you for nothing, who believes the wrong side of the story and calls you a phony.

There is hardly anything that can pacify you then and there is, literally, nothing that you can do. You realize in the long run, you have created a bunch of those guys who hate you for the same reason believing ‘his’ story because you never got to express yourself to them. Then again you find that it is going to be trifle after all. But what about the queue you have left behind who are all frowning at you believing some random guy’s opinions? You know you can’t go out and talk to them because your hands are tied and yet you want things to change.
You wish if only all the people on the planet start listening to both the sides of the story before adjudicating you. Still, the presence of such people in your life, might make you feel insecure, might compel you to raise questions to yourself about your conscience even though you believe whatever you did was right. You wish to be absolved but there’s no one to resort to.

To that there is one ultimate thought that might assist you forever. If the same ugly thing is said about you to your ‘true’ friends then they are not going to believe it anyway. No matter how hard they try to elucidate themselves in front of your friends they would always trust ‘you’ for who you are and never believe the random guy’s words. The feeling that ‘at least my friends don’t think so’ and that ‘there are people who care and love me even when things go ugly’ is the penultimate feeling that is going to heal all wounds and you would feel that you have vanquished your woes. You wouldn't remain the same penitent guy again.

The diehard sport

Surreal as it might seem, some of us are way into something - one can hardly do anything to deter our love for the same. The craze is overwhelming and the fad is the obsession. For instance, I am a big fan of cricket, I believe I live it everyday. There is cricket in my bones, in my cells and I hardly miss any opportunity to try a shot or two. I have hurt my ligaments playing the same albeit I still play whenever I get a chance. I am a tennis fan too. In the same manner I have seen those diehard football lovers who can do anything for the game and by anything I mean 'anything'.
The thing is how much obsessed we are, unhindered, unstoppable by any force (coz the force itself enjoys the game), unmatched is our passion for the game - we force even Gods to bow down before our obsession. We make our teams win by our superstitions, we make them play our way, we choose the area, we call the shots, we score and we win. When we lose we weep, we cry along with our team. There is a diehard sport in each and every one of us and it manifests itself at the climax of the game. At that hour everyone's an emotional wreck. No one's concerned about tomorrow, no one cares about the past. The only thing that matters is the triumph.
That passion is worth watching. It is worthy of all the respect, worthy of all the attention, worthy of triumph in every game. However it is a game where someone has to lose and so you can't be happy always. It reminds us about how life is. How fickle things can be. How we must be always prepared for the worst and be ready to rejuvenate at life's even smallest victories.

The war of the words

I don’t understand why people, most of the times, disagree with each other. Why can’t they just follow a man’s opinion and stop a fight. Even though you might be right on your point, they wouldn’t agree because they would like their own thinking to lead the house. They wouldn’t listen to you because they never did, in the past, so why would they now?

The thing is - we can see violence all around. We can perceive it in the case of animals. Darwin’s theory – ‘Survival of the fittest’ can be observed everywhere, while we ‘men’ try to prove it right all the time. The men tend to fight, they tend to battle and they are forced to go against. It is in their blood, in their genes. They would never want to see another of their kind at the apex and if they find one orator standing at the top, the first thing that comes to their mind is not that they should surpass him rather he should be brought down amongst the others. This pessimistic approach of mankind is outrageous. They don’t want to go to the top. They are too scared to do that and yet they don’t want to see anybody make the effort.

The clashes that take place every now and then originate from one and only one bowl and that’s ‘difference of opinions’. There are hardly a few who would nod a yes to what you have to say while there would be a million who wouldn’t mind saying – ‘I don’t think so’.

Pity! Even they have to pay the price. “Their own say is cocked a snook at”.

This can be stopped if a guy says ‘yes’ in the other’s say and wait for the outcome. If the consequence goes kaput you can always get to say – ‘I told you so’ while if it doesn’t then it is time you learn some valuable lessons from your neglectful attitude.

Wherefrom and Whereto.......

It is hard to fathom how it all began. Right from the birth of a child to the mortal sojourn, it is all a mystery. The question that comes to our mind is - Why? What is the reason? Why take the trouble if nobody can tell us what is our life's ultimate goal? What are we supposed to follow? By the way, who commands us in the first place and why should we listen?

There are strange mysteries that surround us and we are just a mote incapable of understanding it all. We are fumed by petty things. We are surrounded by trivial matters. We fight pointlessly and die for no reason at all. Albeit our footprints remain on this earth nobody gives a damn about it as we are a just a speck meant to be washed away. We are so tiny, so feeble, so lean compared to the unseen - The creator who made the whole universe. We are mortals. We aren't valuable we are just another can on the road, about to be kicked, about to be trashed into the dump. Our moments are fickle. Our lives are trifle.

We have no idea how it all began. We are unsure of the paths we are going to follow. There is nobody who'd guide us and nobody to tell us what to do. No shepherd to lead our way. The mentors who claim to be, are all mundane - our contemporaries, their talk unimportant, their feats to be praised only in this world while the master of all the universe cozy-sleeps in his bed hardly disturbed by all the commotion down on the earth.

Still no one has any idea about where from they came and where to are they going........

Defying God

There has been some serious speculations whenever the topic of God has popped up, which is then followed by religion and eventually followed by squabbles in order to prove who’s right and who’s not. While I stand in the corner bullshitting the petty talks and the trivial issues I can’t help but laugh watching them fight over nothing. No one has seen anything and yet they talk of it as if they have witnessed it all. They fight over it trying to prove their point, which hardly matters. What’s strange is the fact that it matters to 97% of the people in the entire world and they don’t regret a fight over the notion. They are ready to kill any moment someone proclaims 'their shit stinks'.

While Albert Einstein said:

“I cannot conceive of a God who rewards and punishes his creatures, or has a will of the kind that we experience in ourselves.”

nobody gives an ear to his thoughts, nobody has in the past -  science has always been smothered.

We have a habit of following the conventions, no matter how worse the situation might be, the conventional practices and methods shouldn’t be broken (of course there's a sarcasm there). We like to be spoon fed. We desire ready-made things all the time. We don’t want to work. The moment someone breaks those conventions we get agitated because the flow has been broken. There is a lot of work entailed setting those rules all over again. Nobody does that today.

I don't understand why atheists are cocked a snook at. If a person sits and broods over it all like a sane man clearing his head, it is hardly conceivable why there will be a reason for him to believe in things that don't exist. Fantasies are a good thing, provided it is not messing with your brain. We are guys with broader perspective, that's where the difference is. 

It is unreasonably peculiar how this world works. We set our own rules and yet we are reluctant to break those which need mending. We are afraid of ourselves and yet we have named a ‘God’ in order to fear the void, fear nothing so that at the end of the day there is nobody left to be accused. We believe in confessions and reiterating our blunders so that there is always another confession waiting at the end of the road. We waste our time and yet we say time’s precious. We are so foolish that we believe all those things which we have never seen as it all seems too good not to be true.

Miracles don’t happen today. They never used to either. Those who claim they have witnessed, they just bullshit. 'Others' have been written in a book – a good one like a Harry Potter fiction while men and women sane like us, believe it so badly that they are ready to kill in order to prove that ‘their’ mythology is right believing every word from the fiction, by the great writers of their time, to be true.

Why we are still experiencing every bit without complaining is because we don’t have anybody to resort to in order to complain. We don’t have a master. We don’t possess a mentor who actually ‘knows’. Those who pretend, earn their living with horseshit because deep down they know that they have seen nothing and when they close their eyes they see their darkness yet they dupe as they believe in ignorance not to mention - keeping the faith of the people alive without which the desire to live would have died in them and this evolution would have been replaced by guys with innocent brains. So is their excuse.