At the bank when you go to deposit some money, at the desk there you fill the slip with a pen often tied to a string that is tied to something else. You deposit the cash and you leave. Ever noticed one thing? The bank didn’t trust you with the pen. And you trusted the bank with your money.
Twitter rises over literature. h r u saves a lot of tme mate. And what do you do with the saved time?
Every political party is telling you to vote appropriately. What an irony.
They all fight against child labour ignoring the child militants who fight wars.
Poverty is the biggest problem. The poor says that, the middle class says that and so does the rich.
Celebrities are made politicians. Activists are ignored.
The entire nation came on the streets for Lok Pal bill. The Prime Minister spoke about it after 6 months.
I paid twenty thousand to run on a treadmill. But the sand on the beach hurts.
Deluded we are by our own ignorance. Nature is my desktop wallpaper.
Such a big world and couldn’t see a small plane. And they want to see the future.
Where are we transporting ourselves to? What are we taking with us? What are we leaving behind? Ask yourself these questions and I bet you will find no real answers.
And no, the MH370 didn’t crash in the sea. It crashed into people’s ignorance.
Just like any other man I am minced into several palpable interpretations of me. Although I don’t come to you with optional avatars of me that you can choose, but most often your affinity with proximity of me decides which one to keep and which one to leave unexplored. I write pieces that might seem coming from an intricate mind. I look into things that usually the world stays oblivious to. At times I harbour partial dementia because today sanity is more of a quantitative attribute than a behavioral characteristic. Meaning, in a psychiatric ward of 100 patients, the ones with a deranged mind are the few doctors. I can read few authors till my back pains and few until my head. If a train is passing before me, I will see it go till the end. I drive to reach places that I have never been to; otherwise I simply commute. I used to love cricket until they started their acting career. I cannot fly kites because if I am looking at the sky, my head must rest on my hands. I love the idea of Superman, he can fly, he saves, and he is powerful and yet humble. Sometimes I feel I am the chosen one, but I still have to figure out what for. I do not understand money and god; we have ego issues. I believe men are not from Mars they are from Venus. Men come from women and women come from Venus. See the logical connection? My favourite colours are white and black. I love stationary, dark chocolates and coffee. I love the Moon and I think aliens live there.
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Indeed! A topic much debated..but nothing more… Thats it!
Some people call themselves “messengers of god”, only to be imprisoned as rapists.
We send a billion dollar machine to find traces of life in space. Meanwhile, The Doomsday clock ticks away and it’s two and a half minutes to midnight.
We create “good inconveniences” in the name of development. As soon as we get used to the “good inconvenience”, the government introduces a better one.
A 7 year old gets killed in a school bathroom and the teachers protect the murderer.
There will soon be a time when we will invent things to save us from our own inventions.
A woman, after finishing her thesis on The Feminist theory, goes to a party and slut shames another woman.
On a hot sunny afternoon, a concerned man sees a young girl walking alone and offers to drop her home. He later enters his own home, drunk, and beats his wife.
We sleepwalk in our realities and are wide awake in our sleep.