Will this frenzied response lead somewhere???

For the past one-week, we have seen practically everyone getting into a passionate and frenzy state.... Not just Mumbai but the whole country is just eager to do something abut the sorry state of affairs that exist right now. Everyone is angry, hurt and are experiencing a feeling of helplessness. But where does this take us? Will this result in some kind of action? Will this lead to adopting stringent measures to secure the country from future attacks? Will this hysteria guarantee security to each and every citizen of this country? The answer is obvious - No - 

As soon as another hot topic captures the imagination of the media, it wouldn't even take minutes for this hysteria to die down, which will be replaced by an equally captivating issue or concern. The media will instantly go into a state of amnesia and will only re-emerge when another horrific act of terror takes place. So why make such a big noise, cuz in reality there doesn't exist any value of human life in our country and their never will be. 

Where is the jhola brigade???

The jhola brigade is the first one to make noises when a terrorist or a criminal is brought to justice. Ironically they are also the first to maintain silence when their country is bombarded by the ones whom they shower their compassion so generously on. I wonder what blinds them to the human rights of the victims who are either killed or injured by their favored ilk in any of the grotesque terror attacks. Why don't they come out and cry foul now, or don't the citizens of this country possess any human rights. 

Yet again another disaster strikes

Yet again another disaster strikes, yet again the media goes into a frenzy and yet again the citizens of this country feel helpless and angry. The same rhetoric continues by everyone as usual and nothing comes out of it. I wonder why we, as a nation never get tired of replaying and over dramatising the whole situation by concentrating on nonsensical nuances which have no bearing at all on the larger issue. But I think we all revel in this and try and seek some kind of a temporary solace from ridiculing each other or bickering about issues that don't matter. Or maybe we are so incompetent and coward to take decisions and stringent steps that we hide behind the facade of irrelevant and utterly useless squabbles. 

Mumbai, the financial hub of the country is literally bleeding to death and there is not even a single person who is willing to do anything about it. We truly need a leader who would take some drastic and need be shocking steps, but as irony has it in this highly populated country, there doesn't seem to be even one specimen of this kind. Sad, a country with a population of over a billion and no one has the spirit to dare...

Bomblasts----So what?

Angry, frustration, helplessness are just some of the feelings that seep into my mind on recalling the horific tragedies that struck the capital of this once great country called India. Now I am not sure what to call this country anymore. The world over, we Indians boast about our illustrious historic past, our upmost regard for ethical and moral values and pride ourselves to be Indians.

But can we for a moment look within ourselves and introspect that are we still proud to be an Indian. I for one cannot say the same for myself, as we seem to have lost value of human life. Despite repeated terrorist attacks, there seems to be nothing to really shake us up and compel us to take any kind of an action. In fact, in earnest, there seems to be no difference between a terrorist attack and a cricket match. Both draw hysteria for different reasons, and, eventually in a couple of days that hysteria dies down to be re-erupted when the next dramatic incident or even takes place. Otherwise, how else can you explain the sudden obsession of the media, which is completely blind and possesses the incertitude of recognizing the importance of an issue. In all probability it will create an equal amount of furore for terrorist attack as it would do with a sensational murder case or a scandalizing controversy surrounding a politician or a celebrity.

The bitter truth is 'Value of Human Lives cost less than a dime'

Tragic - yes, Disturbing - yes, but that happens to be the stark naked truth. A truth that we would gladly refute for some honkey dorey story of irrespective of how many lives we have lost, but let's go back to becoming mechanical and normal, let's surrender ourselves into the hands of our enemies without thinking of the sufferings. The most appalling thought exists in the immediate aftermath, wherein everyone including the media and the politicians insist on camouflaging the brutal reality with a cloak of normalcy. According to them, the city is back to normalcy, the city is coping well, which in truth is a misinterpretation for helplessness, hurt, trauma and the lack of will of not being able to do anything.

We see some heated moments where everyone promises to bring the culprits to the books, but these moments cool down soon as another hot story captures the imagination and TRPs of the media goons.

And all we do and say in the end - So what? Let's move on...

There are days when you feel a complete numbness and though you may be surrounded by a canopy of noises, you still feel detached as if you are someway far away in an unknown part of one's cerebral world. That's how I am feeling right now. There's a portable wall fan over my head, blowing directly onto my face and my mind is preoccupied in a whirlwind of abstract thoughts. Thoughts that have been fueled by a series of equally abstract dreams. There are some who say dreams are a subconscious reflection of our needs and desires. Maybe somewhere this does hold a certain amount of truth as a couple of months  back I had this really beautiful dream that brings a smile to my face even today. Though I don't remember the exact dream, but it definitely pertained to me finally finding complete joy and freedom. I felt free, happy and loved. I dreamed I had found my soul mate and we were walking through wide green fields. Laughing all the way and feeling a sense of deja vu and bliss. But throughout the dream what was more prevalent than even finding my soul mate was the feeling of experiencing complete freedom. As if I did not have a care in the world. I was free to do dance, sing, play and not be ridiculed by anyone. I for once after a really, really long time felt happy. I got up in the morning with a smile on my face...which stayed for days...

Who Am I - II

Since Saturday 26th July, I have been doing quite a bit of soul searching....trying to find answers to questions that we seldom think of as most of our time is taken up by our everyday mundane chores. That day it seemed impossible to find answers to any of my questions...but then sleeping over a certain thing always helps, cuz you never know in what form you may just come across the answer you have been looking for.

Well something similar happened with me also when I woke up the next morning, which was Sunday, the 27th July. I came across an article which more or less answered all my questions. It was a story about King Solomon who had all the pleasures and luxuries that any man in this world could desire or want. Immense wealth, prestige, power etc. were there in his possession, however they could never be a source of complete happiness or peace and eventually wisdom and understanding and knowledge of not just literary subjects, but also of common everyday experiences and situations helped him in grasping the true meaning of life - the essence of humanity....

The essence of being a good human being lies in simple virtues such as compassion, honesty, kindheartedness and harmony. It doesn't mean by adopting these virtues you have to sacrifice your worldly pleasures or you need to renounce your world and head off to the jungles in search of that absolute truth...

Even a simple deed of helping your servant in the kitchen during morning rush hour or not getting angry at your little one when he or she breaks something goes a long way in giving you immense bliss and happiness...But how many of us really follow this...Everyday we receive scores of forwards with some or the other motivational msg,

But how many of us really read it and adhere to it even for a minute.

How many of us try to chip that cynicism and ego that we carry with us in our minds and on our shoulders?

How many of us are willing to make an arse of ourselves a bit just like when we were kids?

How many of us truly have the courage to say something to even to our close ones without any inhibitions?

How many of us take out even five minutes out of our hectic schedules to play pillow fight with our kids?

Today this blog is a result of a forward I had read today morning...in one of Chetan Bhagat's speeches, life is all about igniting that spark....

So let's all ignite that spark which is hidden somewhere deep inside us beneath those layers and layers of cynicism and bitterness...remove those cobwebs from your minds and hearts and let's live a little each day...

Wishing a sparkling day to all of us.

Who am I

Who am I? This question is there in my mind all the time. Unconsciously it goads me to come up with an answer but I find myself at a complete loss each time. At a superficial level this question would evoke responses based on societal categorization such as cast, creed, sex, financial status, education, designation etc. and in most cases we end up judging a person on these parameters as well. Bu then again is our real identity just limited to some tag just like a brand or a price tag you attach to a piece of cloth at a market.

Is that all our identity is limited to? Is human nature so shallow and incapable of any kind of depth? Is this all that matters in the prism of our minds and hearts?

I wonder and I wonder quite often who and what exactly makes me?

I often think and ponder that are we capable of thinking on a sublime level or have we become such experts in masking our true selves, that we have completely given up on our real identity.

I just have questions and more questions and no answers right now. Maybe I should just sleep over it and then I can come up with some answers tomorrow morning...