That Wonderful play

        Pretty commonly observed phenomenon in 1 out of 4 people round the globe. - A recent survey. The powerful desire to change individuals. To make their own dent on as many possible people as they can. Thereby, establishing a virtual kingdom comprising self self created army. Changing people in the name of good. Yes, I again stress over the point that Change is quintessential. Its one of the primary requisites to evolve & continnue to lead the life race amidst other species. Poignant examples -  Adolf Hitler, Fidel Castro. I am not getting into details whether they did it for good or bad, as that is entirely debatable. But what I argue is 'Change should come from thy self; from within.' I do not know what probes a person to go to the extent of pooling in all his resources & change an other one.

Even though a person is permitted to change an other one, that should happen only with the consent of the latter. But by manipulating by some means or the other & establishing the authority & bringing out the change is something devilish and I would look at it as something inhuman. By emphasizing on the need to change, by creating a bad fear of extinction if reluctant to change is ridiculous.

Give people time, enviroment to introspect, think over the happenings, let them commit mistakes, let them get hurt, feel bad, regret, confess to their conscience, contemplate and let them come out with intriguing versions of themselves; That is something that could be termed as 'Change'.

But what's been usually noticed is unrelenting pressure on individuals to change. That psychotic pleasure they incur by witnessing something which is clearly wrong and being dogmatic is something that should be abolished on humanitarian grounds.

People are being subjected to change. And they eventually do change. There starts the actual ordeal. Something will be pricking all day. Some guilty feeling strikes them. Its totally okay if they adapt themselves to change with a glass of whiskey in their hands and nodding in unison. But if they don't, then start the sleepless nights. Hevay feeling in hearts. Burden on brains.

Isn't it so stupid to get involved in the people's affairs so much spending all lives to be proud pretentiously in the name of changing lives? Some writer said, 'You arrived alone; And you'll leave so.'


World is a wonderful theatre. And being a spectator is fun. Sit back, relax, watch the metamorphosis which happens which happens on itself. But do not try to direct the play. No one's a better director than Destiny.

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My ink tank seems to be dried up. These words are running on reserve. Its quite strange how an inner feeling can be brought out in either of the ways; one being happy & the other sad. As said by some renowned writer some time back, ' There should be a vent out for every extravagant feeling that circulates in a human brain.' Otherwise that could turn out to be toxic. Be it happiness, melancholy, & that lump in the throat caused by both of 'em. It feels so relieved to clear that lump off the throat. As so is this piece. And the emotion behing the lump in my throat is Angst; Helpless fury. And the root cause behing that is Me being unhappy with everything that comprises my habitat.

Everything. The man sitting across my table & washing the brain of an innocent guy to step into anti social business; other one beside me shouting furiously over phone cursing his own destiny to be that way he is. May be its that alternative world with every possible making-happy-element within it. Dangerously even that could be dismissed as a sad place & I may complain about that world too.

Primarily, I lack proper definition of happiness. Happiness; what could it be like? How to fulfill the conditions to be happy? Firstly, what are those conditions? All the regular followers of my blog! are you observing a recurring phenomenon in my posts, lately? I have been questioning a lot. I don't know why am I being so troubled with so much of questions.

This jobless period is doing a great favour in reinventing myself. I am sure I'd come out as a bright person fed with more clarity, wiping away the clouds of uncertainty surrounding me. A decent cafe is a lot better than home. In fact, it feels home in there. The only thing I'd get nostalgic about Hyderabad (If I leave it for good) in future is the presence of some majestic cafetariae & the tea served in there.

I am afraid that this is it for now. As I said in the beginning, and now even the Reserve tank's empty!

Cool Quotient

Its quite ironic to get dragged into the vicious cycle again and again. However hard I try to run away from all the socializing stuff, one scratchy patch of it gets glued to me & it emerges victorious in pulling me back centripetally into the circle. One more instance stands as an example for this again. During one of those jobless Scroll-downs on facebook just to know what shit's been happening around with acquaintances, it happened to come across this. Its actually something like this 'If you are cool and you know it, you probably are just shit and you don't know it.' That appeals somewhat true to me. I never understood the concept of being cool. Ignorantly, during those adolescent phases, I might have tried being cool.But one has to accept that being ignorant ain't a crime. But once I grew wise (at least I think), I fortunately stumbled on a conclusion which has been helping me over years. That is 'Cool is uncool' & more importantly, vice-versa does not hold true, as a matter of fact.

I have a bad set of cousins who succeeded in life on their self-determined parameters & now lead a 'settled' life. I remember someone from that herd questioning me, 'How's everything going? Cool?' for which I answered being smilingly courteous 'Yeah. Everything's alright.' I am totally aware that the cool quotient I have been talking about from the beginning of the post and the 'cool?' he asked me are distinctly different. But what tickles me is the word Cool. What is being Cool? What is it about being cool? How does it appeal to people? To that point, how does that appeal to one's self?

I came to know from Sandeep that Ashok was talking about people who are very happy doing all the stuff they want to, talking all the crap they like to & more prominently, they are being happy. Is that what that counts in the end?

For my parents, watching their son tucking a software organization's ID card under his belt is cool.For a typical guy, being flamboyant, going out with girls, partying can be cool. Carrying a gadget from some named-after-a-fruit company can be cool.

In the whole process of attempting to establish their identity in front of peers, the basic questioning process is being forced to take the back seat.

I have no idea about what that probed me to write about this & that is why this piece appears to be lacking a conclusion. It apparently does. But the conclusion lies in every brain that consistently tries to be cool.


Questions & their answers. These are what it is all about.