Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Wishful Thinking

Hi guys I had this wierd epiphany about why I joined a WhatsApp of my school batch.
I thought this is the place where I could connect with my childhood friends.
Experience The nostalgia of being back in time and actually revisit the lost moments of innocence.
For sometime it was really great reconnecting with old friends recalling the old stories, reliving the innocent friendship the childish rivalry the stupid things we used to do as a child.
Over a period of time I have started feeling a sense of bias. If not gender bias , a thought bias. I do see a lot of my friends share things, images points which are dubitable, promising , even vouching them to be true. The fact no matter how obscenely distant doesn't make a difference because Sometimes the  logic is so biased and self-righteous that there is no way another point of view is even visible.
There's a copy paste mentality where the thoughtful mind is sent on a forced vacation by propoganda.
I wish people think about things practically, objectively.
I wish , I hope , I pray and I keep my fingers crossed that this biased thought process gets an air of objectivity and people think before blindly sharing their opinions and biases.
WhatsApp is a means of communication.
Communication is means of connecting .
Connecting is needed for societal harmony.
A small difference in communication makes "dha" cha "ma".
Which may be good for politics but I am not sure if it is good for Nation building.

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Life

Stuck in rigmarole,
I feel my lifes on parole.

Cant do what I want to do.
Have to answer to someone wherever I Go,

The rules, the laws, the responsibilities.
Some times I feel they shrink my abilities,

You feel the want to live your life,
But then these fights and all the strife.

Kills you in every second,
makes you feel lifes just an errand.


Before you know it gets you through half way.
And then you wish ; 

you knew it would turn out this way.