Saturday, March 26, 2011

Huddle


A huddle is by and large assurance of unity, sharing, counselling, affirmation of intimacy, concern, empathy and comfort. Not to forget, though, that a part of this unison, carrying at its core malice, can turn it into misguidance, false promise and vendetta.

Update: Please see another kind of huddle, by Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/hemantha_pamarthy/4401224871/in/set-72157623541286126

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street se gyan said...

Sir,
ur photographs and the deep meaning ur phrases contain.. needs volumes of books to explain actually the message contained in it...

and someone like me with little or no intelligence .... I am blessed that I get to meet u and hear the views direct....

:)
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Totality of Death


On their deathbeds, most people presumably believe they have not lived enough or at all. They don't realise that after death  they will not be able to regret or rejoice, or, for that matter, know or feel anything about their lives. Death divests you of TOTAL consciousness.

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Anonymous wrote:
You nailed it again,
As i was repeating the last sentence in my head i muttered TOTALLY.
Death totally divests you of consciousness.

What a mercy it must seem to the fortunate few who grasp that truth as the last drop of consciousness escapes simultaneously with the last breath.

And what a colossal absolute irony that the mercy is bestowed when the subject can no longer receive. Correction when the subject ceases to be.
Thank you.
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Bhai,

I chastised myself before I finish thinking, what a pleasure to be devoid of consciousness......

There is no knowing or not knowing of pleasure to be had...let alone pleasure itself..

Love charu

Saturday, March 19, 2011

In the loop


All life is bound within a loop of certain fatality; only its time and manner are indeterminate.
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Anonymous said...
Bhai, A fatality that frightens most; like a snake does? Wow! Love charu

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Us, humans, our lofty ideals and far more abject contradictions

On Twitter, @offstumped wrote:

"Wikileaks to me is digital terror, a hit at the legitimate business of States by non state actors."

My reply:

Agreed; but then, human civilisation as it currently exists is rotten, immoral, decadent. Wikileaks therefore have a right to be part of that morass, like others who are in power, or in situations from which they can create power. They are not its cause: they are also a symptom of what we have preposterously defined as the lofty values of our civilisation, even as those values keep changing. I call this change degradation, because I am not in a position of power to create or prevent any change. Those who are powerful call it progress.

I have to say this because the definition of morality that I am talking about (that Wikileaks have a right to conform to the current state of human civilisation) does not seem to exist except as a notion in the minds of a few, like me: old-fashioned and obscure; and that again because they are powerless. If they were in power, either of wealth, buying and selling; or of waging war and causing destruction, devastation; or creating corruption in the process of buying, selling or politicking; or of sexual aberration, then their version of morality would be the one to prevail.

So, while I realise that I am not in possession of the language to define morality, by extension I also realise that no one is, because everyone is involved in the task of demolishing or creating new language, new idiom, new syntax for what they think should be considered moral, and causing the enhancement of civilisation.

Wikileaks is merely one of the billions of symptoms of increasingly worsening times in the annals of human capacity to save itself from perdition.

I, by the above exposition, am irrelevant, and so are my values. So is the writer of the tweet to which I am responding here.

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Nocturnal


Tranquility within, a roar without. Or vice versa.

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Charu wrote:
Looks like a whole car is in process of being swallowed up by an extra terrestrial with glowing eyes and amber tongue ...

Definitely nocturnal and definitely a roar within....