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Wishes Of a Dying Soul?

"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. "                  -by Sylvia Plath What would you do if you suddenly realize that your life, as you have known it, is about to be over? That your memories will slowly perish. This existence will fade into darkness. And your disappearance might leave a momentary void in hearts of those who have known and loved you only to be eventually filled with new appearances? And your absence will be forgotten and all that is left of you will be memories that will plague them who would care to ponder upon your existence?    Would then the rights and wrongs of this world matter to you? Will you be bothered to look for greater good when you can never be there to realize the outcomes of such deeds? What does a dying soul yearn more: welfare or destruction? Does he pray for blooming or perdition? Are we inherently generous or jealous? Why are humans so scare

Where Women Are Genetically Superior!!

All humans are not equal. They are not supposed to be equal regardless of what proclamation of equality might say. Each of us is different beyond that apparent similarity in shape we possess. And difference lies deep within and has been made subtle over generations. “I searched for it fervently and my look-out was exhaustive. After a few minutes, I was vanquished and I declared May Day. She came scuttling, scoured through the pillows, mystically conjured the keys that remained imperceptible to me out of puff, placed it on my hands rather forcefully, but only after rendering the look.” So what do we learn from all this? Girls always produce a look after doing a favour, Yeah, true but apart from that. Well, it must be slightly appalling that what had been an arduous yet futile conquest for me was a matter of seconds for her. So, what to infer? Do I have some sort of biological imparity that impedes my searching ability such poor eyesight? Or is there some indiscernible differ

A for AAP, A for Anarchy?

Disclaimer: Information presented in this blog is partly true and partly a product of my imagination. If in anyway it hurts your political sentiments learn to live with it. Who told you the world is fair??   “No, no, no… once someone has sat on a hunger strike for a cause, the genuineness of that cause has been established intrinsically. - AAP Philosophy ” AAP does signify a change in Indian politics. AAP symbolises a shift in our elections from vote-buying to agenda-selling. It brought elections to our FB posts and Tweets. AAP made politics, which happened to be a fashion disaster, a personality statement. Youths, who are often blatantly ignorant of the party’s agendas, find it hip to be associated with AAP; improves street-cred. As if being affiliated to AAP renders them some sort of political righteousness and help them to be perceived as a member of an intellectual segment. It has become analogous to “Eh Man! I am apolitical” of pre-AAP days. I am not denying th

Secular Drama: Flaws of Indian Secularism

“We, being a secular party, believe that religious minorities deserve reservation. – Samajwaadi Party” If you are unable to notice the apparent irony in the aforementioned statement, it is by no fault of yours for we have been raised, essentially, in a society where notions of secularism are derived from political acuity and intellectual hypocrisy. The term secular has been frequently in a skewed sense by the government in order to justify controversial policies, political parties to procure votes, by intellectuals to exhibit religious tolerance and sensitivity and the revered media to denounce the so-called ‘non-secular parties’. Various political parties and multitudes of wiseguys, for long, have been meddling with the idea of secularism is such a way that it is being misconstrued by the majority of commoners. For decades, policies have been amended, minorities have been appeased and vote banks have been secured in the name of secularism. Finally, I would like to pose the p

Dreaming of You

Where dandelions rustled in gentle wind, Where azure of sky meet earth's green, Where streams are all pristine blue, In the heaven of heart , I am dreaming of you. Where chirping of birds are ode to thee, Where view of the world is close to your beauty Where everything bears a fragrance of you In that land of love, I am dreaming of you. Where the sun glitters as you smile, Where it drizzles down with your cries, Where all you feel is manifested upon, In that land of your heart, I am dreaming on.

New Horizons: Me, You and Nobody Else

"The world has enough to stay new everyday" W hen I woke up on Wednesday, January the First, miraculously I was almost the same person who slept last night (or rather on the same morning). I had similar thoughts, convictions, prejudices and apprehensions. But, apart from multitude of these attributes that sum up to be my consciousness, there were things which were still hovering in my mind that elicited a sense of continuity towards 2014 from 2013. To shun this staleness and finally have a taste of brisk New Year morning (which I am eventually enjoying today), I dedicated my day 1 to purge away with everything that were clogging my senses from experiencing the liveliness of a nascent year. But this blog is not about what I did on day 1, nor about what I did on those 365 day that flew by; this blog is about etchings of the bygone year that will be palanquined reverentially in this New Year and never be forgone.  Arsenal still tops the EPL chart (the Dane finally save