My Journey

I haven't written here for a long time because I thought I had found a good place to practice daily writing at my recently joined job. I figured it's good to practice writing while getting paid for it. I realize now that there were many other benefits to writing here. Sometimes you need to let some shit out that isn't necessarily worth listening to. Many times you need to let go of things but are unable. Pretty often you need to say something when there is no one around to listen. I went to watch a Bollywood movie called Bhola today. It was directed by and starred Ajay Devgn. I felt like it was pretty much irredeemable, most of the things that are wrong with the medium rolled up in one. I watched it because my boss took us all out for a treat. It felt a little torturous but hey, I'm a team player. Anyway, I realized that the six other fellows didn't see eye to eye with me. None of them liked the movie either, mind you, it was the reasons for disliking it that we dis...

Frederick Neitzsche said that you are your own worst enemy. Words that became popular because of how profoundly they resonated with anyone who heard them. "You" and "Enemy" stand out here. You meaning the ego and enemy being an entity that would bring you harm. Thors said that you don't have any enemies. There is no one in existence whom it's okay to cause harm. There is no justification for brutality. There is no redemption in destruction. Whatever is, grows further. These words have never left me ever since I had heard them.  I must admit that I am inclined to lean toward Thors statements, although the two aren't contradictory. The ego is not a solid recognizable enitity, nor is it a multi layered mental construct. The onion analogy is useful for describing the nature of the ego, but there is a little more to it. The way I see it, ego is a phenomenon. It's an experience that happens to some living creatures. It's like a spell cast by the enviro...

I'll never make it as an artist. I lack too much in talent. I'll never make it as a director. I am too introverted. I'll never become rich. I am just too careless. I'll never find love. I have never found companionship thus far. But I never thought I'd make it this far. Why does my mind wage war against me every time I try to break free? For once in my life, I wish to be alone. For the first time ever, I feel like a real man. The truth shines brightly within my heart.  I am happy to suffer more. I have made it here already.