Well I was told once by a fellow blogging friend that I should write on anything that makes me think for more than 5 minutes. I think I’m gonna take that advice today and write about , not one, but two things. Chauvinism and Depression. Don’t consider this to be a very positive article, it’s more of an unorthodox topic to write on, but I felt compelled to write on it, for reasons best known to me. The following statements are fact based on my observation feel free to disagree, arguments are invited. :D
I’ve never really been a male chauvinist; I don’t think being one is of much pride either. For that matter, what is pride?! According to me, Pride should be reserved for something that you achieve or attain on your own, not something that you get by accident of birth. Seriously, how difficult is it to understand something like that? Considering chauvinism, there are people who would rather commit suicide rather than see a woman attain more success than them, or well, some who are just plain jealous and start off with immature acts just so that their chauvinism is justified. I ask you, how long would you carry on such a blasphemous act? How long will it take to realise that just hiding one’s chauvinism by insulting the other individual or highlighting non-existent personality traits of the other, is just a sad excuse to hide your own personality flaws. A group of people who strongly believe in something, chauvinism in this situation, and can easily be referred to as the chauvinist cult.
Next, I would like to speak of depression. A word easier said than understood, depression to me is a situation that one would NOT want to go through EVER in their lives. Understand the fact that depression is a state of mind where one is incapable of ration thought, is disinterested in once pleasurable activities and refuses to see the brighter side of things. Would you like to see anybody in a situation where in the other person is genuinely unhappy. Where he/she unable to cope with the pace of life. It’s a proven fact that about 20 percent of teens experience depression even before they reach adulthood. The sad part is, you will still find sadist people who gloat and “PRIDE” themselves on their ability to put others in such a state. Being very honest here, I feel that there’s a way to deal with people like these. There really is. The first and foremost thing to do is to not let them get to you. Reflecting upon what another person says to you doesn’t help you in any way, but for that matter, it worsens things considerably. When such people see the effect they have on you, that will just act as an impetus for them to carry on with their antics. Secondly, don’t expect sympathy. Sympathy, will not get you anywhere, for that matter, it will lower you self esteem and morale immensely. What one needs is empathy. An individual who has been through the same thing in their past will know how to deal with the situation at hand better. Yes, solving your own problems is always the way to go and that should be followed, but a little helpful advice never hurt anyone. :P
Now I’m pretty sure most of you are tired with the note as it is. It may be a piece to reflect on for some, but absolute “bs” for some others. I just wrote this article, so that someday when you find yourself in such a situation or see somebody you care for in this kind of a problem, this article may be of little help. Just my contribution to the world. I really hope you like this piece.
:D
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Death
Okay, I hope you guys liked the last post. I really hope you did. Anyway, this post is going to be very short and crisp (atleast that’s how I planned it to be when I started out), so rake in whatever I have to say.
The past two days have been, to say the least, eye opening for me. They’ve been days which I can refer to in the future as the days that substantially changed my way of thinking about the world. We’ve all seen movies, and we’ve seen incidences wherein people have these epiphanies that completely change their lives. I won’t exaggerate to say that I had an epiphany but it was most definitely a reality check.
I’ve always heard that life is worth living if you have your loved ones nearby. That every moment you spend with them is worth a million years of happiness. But whoever was intelligent enough to say the two lines above was stupid enough to ignore the quantum of grief, sorrow and emptiness a person leaves behind after his death. It is at these times, that each of those happy moments that you once savoured haunt you and never seem to pass.
Loners seem to be more at ease in such a situation. They never tend to stay attached to any individual anyway, so the point of their loss hitting hard on friends is easily minimised. But in all practicality, don’t we all just move on too easily? As in, leaving apart the immediate family concerned, the rest of us don’t really seem to be bothered by the tragic event for anything more than a few hours and think it best not to think of such events. We consign it to a corner of our brain that we regret to retrieve any recollections from. I truly believe the dead have more to teach us than anything or anyone else in our lives. “Learning from other’s mistakes”, right? Ever tried implementing it?
I just sit back and think about the transient nature of life, the pace of life consumes us so much that we forget to sit and ponder over the people who mean most to us. No, instead, we think about deadlines that we have to fulfil, things we have to complete. It’s always work isn’t it? The rational thinkers amongst you reading this will say, “Well that’s life, you gotta work to survive.” My question to you is, “Don’t you have to survive to work in the first place?”
I really think there has to be a better way to alter our lives. Consider this; we have to do something to become emotionally involved humans. How would you possibly feel (and no offence here) if on your deathbed you repent on being a human who never cared about the pain or the suffering on the hearts of the other human soul. Think about this.. It might just hit you, where you’ve been going wrong.
The past two days have been, to say the least, eye opening for me. They’ve been days which I can refer to in the future as the days that substantially changed my way of thinking about the world. We’ve all seen movies, and we’ve seen incidences wherein people have these epiphanies that completely change their lives. I won’t exaggerate to say that I had an epiphany but it was most definitely a reality check.
I’ve always heard that life is worth living if you have your loved ones nearby. That every moment you spend with them is worth a million years of happiness. But whoever was intelligent enough to say the two lines above was stupid enough to ignore the quantum of grief, sorrow and emptiness a person leaves behind after his death. It is at these times, that each of those happy moments that you once savoured haunt you and never seem to pass.
Loners seem to be more at ease in such a situation. They never tend to stay attached to any individual anyway, so the point of their loss hitting hard on friends is easily minimised. But in all practicality, don’t we all just move on too easily? As in, leaving apart the immediate family concerned, the rest of us don’t really seem to be bothered by the tragic event for anything more than a few hours and think it best not to think of such events. We consign it to a corner of our brain that we regret to retrieve any recollections from. I truly believe the dead have more to teach us than anything or anyone else in our lives. “Learning from other’s mistakes”, right? Ever tried implementing it?
I just sit back and think about the transient nature of life, the pace of life consumes us so much that we forget to sit and ponder over the people who mean most to us. No, instead, we think about deadlines that we have to fulfil, things we have to complete. It’s always work isn’t it? The rational thinkers amongst you reading this will say, “Well that’s life, you gotta work to survive.” My question to you is, “Don’t you have to survive to work in the first place?”
I really think there has to be a better way to alter our lives. Consider this; we have to do something to become emotionally involved humans. How would you possibly feel (and no offence here) if on your deathbed you repent on being a human who never cared about the pain or the suffering on the hearts of the other human soul. Think about this.. It might just hit you, where you’ve been going wrong.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
The "System"
Well let’s get to the point. I didn’t know what to write on for a long time. It was bothering me immensely. I was later suggested by a friend that I should write on anything that makes me think for more than 15 minutes. I found that advice highly useful and thus, I’m posting on my blog today.
Now most of us are aware of there being some sort of corruption or another in our country. Lets not kid ourselves, we all have seen it at some point or another in our lives, it’s just that we tend to not pay much heed to it because it’s been around us for so long that we don’t even feel that’s it’s something we need to take a stand against. Being honest here, we feel that as long as we’re getting our work done on time and meeting deadlines, any means adopted are all worthwhile.
Yet, most of us fail to realise the cost of such actions. Not the price, no, there’s a difference. Time and again, we’ve failed to understand the repercussions of our actions. I for one think and I’m sure you would agree with me, that achieving success once is never enough. Any normal human will want to do something bigger the next time around. If today you bribe a traffic inspector, that’ll just increase your courage and you’ll be bound to commit more traffic violations because you will not fear retribution as you’ve gotten yourself out of the situation in the past. In practicality, these incidences are but building blocks to heighten anybody’s knack of excessively acting against the law. How different are we from thieves who start with small, petty crimes and work their way up to bigger and more dangerous acts. Have we shown ourselves any different from them? Of course we haven’t, and that worries me immensely.
In a society that’s almost parasitical, we need to understand that people learn from their own experience and that of others as well. Experiences of avoiding the wrath of the law are commonplace and almost everybody will narrate an experience with utmost joy and satisfaction. Isn’t it necessary for us to understand the fact that outlaws aren’t heroes. They’re criminals; it’s just the magnitude of their acts that differ from time to time.
Why do we see news of the children of policemen and politicians getting away with almost whatever they do? Somehow the “System” doesn’t seem to get to them. They get away with murder, yes, cold blooded murder. I’m sure you all will understand the obvious reference I want to make here. The fact that a few strong interventions are always needed to set things straight, possibly in the same manner a dazed person is slapped back to reality, we need something that can act whenever needed without prior delay. I do not wish to be an ignorant hypocrite stating that we need a change in our system, what we need to do is realise the problems first, understand them carefully and act accordingly. Only by doing that can we truly ever believe to rid ourselves of this corruption.
Now there have been committees that have worked against corruption in our country. But let’s not kid ourselves, the sheer enormity of the pressure under which the people who work against corruption just cannot be undermined. We all know the son of a powerful political family can get high on cocaine in his house and the media can do nothing but sit and watch. What with all the power of our democracy, we can be but silent witnesses to a much higher power that refuses to change, “The System”.
The System refuses to change. It’s fearful of change. I do not wish to sound clichéd but let us be the change we wish to see. Show the oldies in office what we’re talking about. Let us tell the world that we want a change and that we want it now. That we are going to mosh through the puddles of hypocrisy of this democracy and emerge our victorious selves.
Now most of us are aware of there being some sort of corruption or another in our country. Lets not kid ourselves, we all have seen it at some point or another in our lives, it’s just that we tend to not pay much heed to it because it’s been around us for so long that we don’t even feel that’s it’s something we need to take a stand against. Being honest here, we feel that as long as we’re getting our work done on time and meeting deadlines, any means adopted are all worthwhile.
Yet, most of us fail to realise the cost of such actions. Not the price, no, there’s a difference. Time and again, we’ve failed to understand the repercussions of our actions. I for one think and I’m sure you would agree with me, that achieving success once is never enough. Any normal human will want to do something bigger the next time around. If today you bribe a traffic inspector, that’ll just increase your courage and you’ll be bound to commit more traffic violations because you will not fear retribution as you’ve gotten yourself out of the situation in the past. In practicality, these incidences are but building blocks to heighten anybody’s knack of excessively acting against the law. How different are we from thieves who start with small, petty crimes and work their way up to bigger and more dangerous acts. Have we shown ourselves any different from them? Of course we haven’t, and that worries me immensely.
In a society that’s almost parasitical, we need to understand that people learn from their own experience and that of others as well. Experiences of avoiding the wrath of the law are commonplace and almost everybody will narrate an experience with utmost joy and satisfaction. Isn’t it necessary for us to understand the fact that outlaws aren’t heroes. They’re criminals; it’s just the magnitude of their acts that differ from time to time.
Why do we see news of the children of policemen and politicians getting away with almost whatever they do? Somehow the “System” doesn’t seem to get to them. They get away with murder, yes, cold blooded murder. I’m sure you all will understand the obvious reference I want to make here. The fact that a few strong interventions are always needed to set things straight, possibly in the same manner a dazed person is slapped back to reality, we need something that can act whenever needed without prior delay. I do not wish to be an ignorant hypocrite stating that we need a change in our system, what we need to do is realise the problems first, understand them carefully and act accordingly. Only by doing that can we truly ever believe to rid ourselves of this corruption.
Now there have been committees that have worked against corruption in our country. But let’s not kid ourselves, the sheer enormity of the pressure under which the people who work against corruption just cannot be undermined. We all know the son of a powerful political family can get high on cocaine in his house and the media can do nothing but sit and watch. What with all the power of our democracy, we can be but silent witnesses to a much higher power that refuses to change, “The System”.
The System refuses to change. It’s fearful of change. I do not wish to sound clichéd but let us be the change we wish to see. Show the oldies in office what we’re talking about. Let us tell the world that we want a change and that we want it now. That we are going to mosh through the puddles of hypocrisy of this democracy and emerge our victorious selves.
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