Is it forgiveness or just simply being coward?

Is it forgiveness or just simply being coward?

Forgiveness is way better than revenge or violence, may be it is true, confrontation is always bad, violence only ends with violence. But there is a limit of forgiveness, even a mythical god lord Krishna forgives 100 sins then he like to punish the sinner, we are no god simple human being how easy or OK for us to forgive? Little things may be, but what about disgusting acts of monster like person every day that we read or watch on newspaper or on TV, then why forgive those horrible actions? Punishment should have been solution for some action, the example should set for future, or the news or papers will not stop showing us the ugly and horrible face of today’s society.

One single incident, the destruction of one girl’s precious life can set back our whole country many years backward, because of some animal, why half of our population will live in home and in fear and shame like sheep and lambs? where is the solution of that shame? Nowhere actually, the fire the truth the wise minds are gone from our society, the cowards and sick peoples all around, some do those ugly acts some witness them in silence, both are equally deserve severe punishment, only then the animals can be chained.

No one born monster, the society the norms the illiteracy creates them nourished them, like the mosquitoes grows and breeds in stagnant water, the darkness of the mind still exists, how much we like to ignore that, but the incidents the disgusting cruel action sometimes just points out those dark elements, so clearly that we even cannot look into the mirror, still after some time we forget we forgive ourselves and move on, move on living the same life neglecting ignoring the dark allies and the creatures like those, but again one attack again one roar from those ignored forgiven places we wake up shivering to sleep again like we often forget our nightmares,  but every time we sleep we lose a life we lose a dream we lose little bit of us in the process.

Love me or Hate me !!!

JLove me or Hate me J

Remember the story about the couple and the donkey and the people complaining about their every move? I guess it’s a story of everyone’s life, whatever we may say whatever we may do but some group of people is always going to complain no matter what. Even the people close like family, different mind judge differently but funny part they judge, why? Why not let it be? Every person is different than other we may like them or love them or can hate them but why we try to change them? Why not accept them as they are and have a nice life, I think in every person in some point want to let go but can’t, may be it is in the nature.

When I was a child I loved and liked every member of my family as a little person could, but getting to know those persons separately and individually divided them into groups, favorite ones, likable ones, good friend like  and those with whom just formal relation survived, all of these things happened because I grew up to be different person and some people were compatible some were extremely opposite, the opinion the mind set the beliefs and lifestyle choices actually chooses the people close to us with whom we can feel free, feel ourselves, no formality needed there.

I always thought the blood relation is supreme, the connection is may be like magic, but grown up me do not believe that, it’s not the matter of blood only word that matters is relation, the trust, communication and love that is magic, real care and feelings that makes a relationship strong and meaningful. Sometime the blood relation can feel so far way that someone can’t even calculate the feelings right.

So what to do? Why keep fake and unreal relationships alive just for everyone’s opinion and rules? Why not choose the relationships that the heart desires and supports? It is so simple, no middle way keep the relations real, no lies no fake talks, no pretend cares, just the truth, only two ways there Love me or Hate me ;-) 

What a mess!!

What a mess!!

It is kind of funny to see a person not allowing any one inside his or her precious home with wearing shoe or complaining about the dirt coming with the shoe into the house but that same person littering on the street throwing waste and paper wrappers on the open area and not thinking about the clean environment of his or hers own neighborhood, really makes me think then how can I call that person clean even with a sparkling home. Littering is a common problem in India still now in 2012; New Year comes and goes but no New Year resolution states about stopping this dirty habit. It feels very bad when the road side or a playground of a town or city looks covered with garbage here and there, candy wrappers, food waste, plastic cups, if there a political rally or meeting on a place the after scene is horrible. No one care about the waste or the dirty environment all around, but all of us live in it day and night, with the result of that bad habit, stinky smells, mosquitoes and several bad diseases.

Cleaning the home inside and spreading dirt all over the outside places is not very good is it? The population is growing every day, the space is shrinking with that and the little space we are covering that with garbage. Every large city should have a recycling center to transform the garbage and temporally waste into something useful again, but who is going to do that, our political leaders are busy in securing their own future and ignoring the environmental threats, common people is so tangle with the horrible economy and day to day struggle for existence that it will be a luxury for them to think otherwise. So it is may be a sure site for many years to watch our roads fields and the open spaces filled with mess and waste all around.

Believer or a Nonbeliever!!

Believer or a Nonbeliever!!

Believing something is a very complicated matter, one can believe easily without asking any questions, one can never be less questionable about something, it is a tricky business. But still being a believer or a nonbeliever is very important matter or discussion for other people, if someone is a total believer he may irritate some people, if a person is complete skeptic he can also piss of a group of people. Asking questions of believing without any question at all, what should be the way? Ehhhhh all depends on the person and the mind inside the person’s head.

Then it’s the matter of pessimist and optimist thinking, cup half full or half empty kind of debate. But it’s not that a nonbeliever is a pessimist or a believer is always optimist, if opposite extremes mix then a huge pain can be created, think of an extreme pessimist person who is a total and blind believer of something, let’s pretends he believes blindly about bad lucks and the bad omens then what? Think about the tension and pain he can feel every moment, so extreme anything can be painful.

Asking question is good for mind, can open the mind and can teach many things but a person continuously asking question about everything even about the belief that you have in your mind, the sentiments, that can be hurtful. But without asking any question, believing something is dangerous, it can close the doors of knowledge the chance to learn something new something beyond the belief forever. Closing the mind to new facts and information new changes is stupidity. A stair has its first step but standing on that step without moving upward is waste of time. Curiosity killed the cat, I heard but stagnant water can smell really bad after sometime.

So what should do believe or not, it is a big question, but why has to do any of them, I can be in a middle ground, the land of suspicion ready to believe and ready to dismiss, but open to know. The land of knowledge or being a student forever is way better than being a believer or a nonbeliever. Life is a tiny second comparing to the whole of existence, very little time to know why waste it on debates or classifying oneself as anything. Being a student is far more fun it means I don’t have to act like fixed manner; new things can change me I can move forward without any hesitation. So why believe or not believe just want to know…….

Where is my freedom?????

Where is my freedom?????

Freedom is an illusion really, every moment we long for it all we want is little freedom, little place of our own to think to feel to see freely without any disturbance and interruption, but what we get? Nothing, like freedom at all, we all  ends up with responsibility, liability, the rules of society and human civilization all stuffs suffocating us, but not a little bit of fresh air, not the permission of doing something different something crazy something odd. Go with the flow, do whatever everyone is doing, don’t dream crazy don’t aspect something extraordinary, every moment chained by unwritten rules.

What about the mind of me, the crazy born free mind always wants to fly and see the world/ why I have to make it and turn it into a prisoner for everyone’s sake? Why can’t I do or think whatever I feel good or right. May be it is stupid or crazy but still it will be my choice my insane decision.

What means living, not same for every person, different people see the same scene differently, react differently, feel differently so why live a same life? Why not live differently like the way I want to see things to feel and to enjoy. It is sometime unbearable to live like a planned creature, do or think like everyone, if I want to run away I should, if I want to scream like hell why shouldn't I? All I want is freedom, all I get is imprisonment suffocation……..why I feel like I am losing my mind to a fixed life. That I am not going to let happen, I will not allow to kill my free will and heart for stupid rule, if I want to scream I will if I want to live I will as I want to as long as I will breath I will dream and I will seek freedom in every black ally of this society.

Broken wings!!!!

Broken wings!!

It was an invitation really, from a friend to visit their home for a surprise. So I visited, it was a surprise marriage anniversary gift for my friend from her husband, a collection of little colorful birds in a nice high price cage. I am not Tarzan or Mogli to read that bird’s mind or understand them,but they looked sad, and yes I was surprised but it was not a good kind of surprise for me. it was painful  as I know that it is not supported by law to keep pet birds, but it is not rare in today’s society. It is kind of a show off or playing god kind of thing. The couple was celebrating their marital bond by destroying the natural bond of a free bird from an open sky.

Birds, are the most exquisite and tremendous creation of nature, which are able to enjoy the big nice open sky so beautifully and naturally. Spreading their colorful wings the can make this sky look alive. But seeing them in a small cage in an apartment is nothing sweet or awesome or nice, it was gloomy, dark, painful and selfish. We don’t have wings, we are not able to fly so normally we need technology for that, yeas we have opposable thumbs and evolved brain and a conscious mind but that does not make us god or decider of fate for lesser animals, as a matter of facts who can say they are lesser, they are like that they are living breathing animals, that upon who we don’t or we should not have any rights whatsoever. But we have power so we don’t think or care, only for our amusement some psychotic people still killing animals, destroying regardless of any consequences, our own ecology for fun and games and for money. We are keeping a free magnificent symbol ultimate freedom in cages, what is it? Superiority complex? Or god complex? Or just narcissism?

I was kind of irritating to them with my own views and sympathy, but it was worth it, those birds represented several bad diseases that we facing today in our society  cruelty, lack of freedom of mind or speech, hatred selfishness and many more. It is a symbol of our insecurity that we need to torture lesser animals to make us feel worthwhile feel happy, we like to own them, like to play with them cause it reflects our control or grip on their life, in a clueless world that we live this little act of cruelty makes us fate makers for a little while. I know after a period of time those birds will forget to fly in wild and live and breed in wind they will be prisoner forever the next generation will born in captivity, they will lost their will to fly free, but still those little marble like eyes will look to the sky and scream for no reason, the wings of their mind will be broken.

But in reality who is really loosing something? The illusion the cruelty the selfish rationalism will hurt whom the most?  Are we really making the lives of those birds measurable?  Or they only represent the broken wings of our hopes and humanity? It is a question that scares me most in the dark…….