Worthless Words

       People often criticize me for not having any patriotic attitude. Some consider it  ignorance, and some laziness, even once I got into trouble for criticizing soldiers. Though I didn't actually criticize any particular figure, rather just bragged about the idea, the idea of dying for the community. At a point, I lived in a society that was so cynical that I can't imagine joining the army to die for this shit cynical society. And besides the justification they give you about saving lives, well, if I think about it from the top, isn't it a bit ironic? Killing or rather dying to save lives, and that too for some egotistical reasons. Patriotism is even okay sometimes but only if it doesn’t come forcefully onto you, but nationalism is worse. Patriotism is nothing but some love for your country, the homeland, but nationalism demands a strong nation, it demands loyalty towards the nation, it demands no criticism and the nation always comes over one’s interes...

      You shouldn't forget your emotions while being a rational person. I know that rational thinking is considered mature, logical, or even a valid one. But how many people behave rationally while promoting rationality.      Alright, first of all, I'm not here to give you any life hacks; It is something that I've experienced very precisely. I've spent a lot of time in isolation, trying to avoid people at my own secluded place. But unfortunately "there is no such thing as absolute isolation in existence" ( I quoted Tagore here). A point comes where you have to face society because society needs you and you need society, and when you spend a long time before stepping out to meet the faces, then boy; it really is a hard job. It is really difficult to synchronize with people, even in their general conversations and thoughts, even people you knew before. You feel they weren't the same before, that they seem to have acquired entirely different notions, sometime...

People are dying, people are dying like there is no meaning to this existence. They are burning them together, tossing them into the large holes where bodies fell over one another and then scattering some sort of white powder onto the piled tower. It is crazy, there aren't any beds available in the hospitals. There is no place in the crematorium.  Just came across a news in Hindustan Times - At Delhi crematorium, corpses wait in twenty-hour queues to burn. And you can read all such heart-wrenching news in the newspapers with their utterly disturbing but true descriptions. But some people aren't happy about the criticism received by our current PM from all over the world. People are dying in horrifying conditions and you assholes can't even just take criticism? According to Bhakts and their logic, this is a conspiracy to demolish the image of our PM, and those journalists and newspapers were paid by congress. Yeah, The Guardian, The New York Times, The Washington Post, Haare...

  Indeed, everyone has different perspectives on life, and it is like calculating a perfect time for a thing that happened in space. Well, you can’t do that because time is relative, and so is life, so everyone is true here with their own frame of reference. Absurdity is my perspective. Honestly, I had a different view on life yesterday, but today I have a different one, and tomorrow I’ll have another one. How about I don’t make any choice at the end of the day? Do I have to? So that makes me a confused one, and will I ever find a true view or perspective on life, or is it just gonna change every day? I don’t have an answer to this question, perhaps no one has. When will I get the answer then? …… Gosh, it’s so absurd.   Ah, that story of yours, very interesting, and wow it goes way back in 1973, so perhaps I’d say you have way more experience in the life department than I have. I was born in 1995. Hmm, that drunk dude would believe that it was a miracle that he got 10 pounds...

   April Indeed is the cruelest month. cuz, first of all, I can't bear this amount of heat, the central part of the Indian subcontinent is hot as hell in summer. So the idea of European summer paradise, and the fun, well, I can't live that in India. For that, we wait for the winter, the clear sunshine, blue sky, and delightful cold breeze. So winter might have kept us warm, but the summer is full of Nostalgia. Sleeping under the white light of the moon, diving in the cold water under the blazing sun of the noon, sucking the pleasure from that colorful snowball, and what else? alright, that's all, that's all. Wait, was that all? Hell no, and I do remember it was all sublime, but, you know, I just don't know how to rhyme. Well, actually that sort of summer I lived last year after a very long time. I came to my small town around 15th march last year from Pune cuz the covid thing started to spread its shit all over, and god, I was literally shocked looking at what the w...

     Yep, I really don't have any fuking idea about what I'm gonna write in this blog post, so suck on that, and I am not gonna go back and edit whatever  I will write, so suck on that too, shit, what am I writing? Ok, I have Grammarly installed, which corrects my grammar and spelling, and of course, it is a free version, cuz the paid one costs way too much, fuking way too much. Ok, what to say? I don't have anything to say, then why the fuck I'm writing, well, I don't have an answer to that question, it's just a stupid stream of consciousness, ok I've at least got the name, I mean the title to this blog post, 'stupid stream of consciousness.' Alright, fuck, this is it, I can't think any more than this, I'm just tired, don't know why but I'm always fucking tired, I have a friend who is a piece of shit, well I've lots of pieces of shit, so yeah, friends who don't know the ethics of arguments, if they don't have nothing more...