It flows with in me, outside me. Objectively its speed is always the same subjectively its never the same. Some times it passes to fast at others too slow. Its almost as if its how much we live in a unit of time that becomes so much more important than at what speed we flow with it.

Clothes are a very interesting critique on human nature, we absolutely have no need to dress the way we do yet they are an integral part of how we choose to present ourselves. Its a million dollar industry yet no one ever thinks of reducing it for other better purposes. Its right there as a major part of our lives with no set rules and given so much importance for no good reason...

Why is it whenever I try and do the right thing, it just does not remain the right thing to do. Almost as if you go to help a person and he does not need your help or your help ends up harming him. I guess that is why people do not do the right thing often enough...I think doing the right thing is highly overrated..

Once in a far away world, I was sent to get food from outside that world. I traveled outside it for long, long enough for the importance that food had in my world to start fading, perspectives changed. Then the day came when I had to fight and take that food back, to do that I had to desperately search that desperation inside me which once felt when I was in my world and that desperation was just nowhere to be found.

The society is a reality which is impossible to break. The world around me is made up of so many realities that each one of them becomes more real at certain moments than the other often then they fade away behind some other reality. An engineer having difficulty coming to terms with any job, sitting at home. People start seeing you as a parasite, the only realty you know is not to let your freedom be taken away from you. To believe in my freedom, to make it real I keep on nurturing it which takes me even further away from the realities of the society I am living in.

I am an engineer who is not ready to work now, I want to search for the right job but people around me are not letting me find something which I really want to do. This constant pressure on me is making me make choices which is taking me away from my surroundings, it’s piling up on me in a way that I have started finding ways to dig below and escape than to try and throw away the weight from the top of me.

Aren’t both of the above just perspectives on how I deal with my ego and bring it up in front to you. Justification becomes so lame a process when egos are involved in doing so. Obscure realities team up to make up our own realities, their unreal nature might very well be right up in your face yet their contribution to your world view cannot be ignored. The question I am trying to realise here is not what is real and what is not thus leading to the justification process. Although this could have been one of the possibilities if any direct interaction with the reality were possible, but as we can only sense and not directly interact, we can only develop on our own realties rather than ignoring the unreal, as the unreal can be as real if seen from some other perspective. Thus, the whole idea to justify what is real and what is not to justify our stand in the society almost becomes absurd to the point where it loses its meaning.

The idea behind education: A man was really angry at his child cause he could not read. He saw taare zameen par and realized that his son has dyslexia. Even though his son still could not read his father completely accepted it and never pushed his son again. To know how we are controlled so that we do not crib about our realities wasn't that the idea of education in the first place. Of course, in the above story the father got wrongly educated that someone with dyslexia can never read and spoiled his son's life. But, what the hell atleast he made his peace with it.