Shortcut To Nirvana

As promised, The day has arrived to discuss the "Alternate lifestyle" theory...

Death always seemed like some theoretically unavoidable, but practically unimaginable distant truth I need not worry about... till passing pinnacle of my youth.

Now, it has become a 'Clear and Present Danger"
But is that the only line of thought available for me?
Then it struck me!

I possibly can't stretch my life beyond a point, but if I plan to bring it to the end before, I have got the freedom to do it in the manner I want, and more importantly after living my life the way I want. Now won't that convert the slow shaky खटारा called life into a fucking roller coaster!!!

I mean, imagine ..just imagine, at 25 or around, if you don't plan to drag beyond 33, YOU ARE SO FREE!!!

I.        Consume alcohol, tobacco, sex or the other worldly pleasures as much as you want to, as by the time their health effects start showing up, you are anyway going to be dead!!!

II.       No long term saving, insurance and any kinda long term overhead needed!!!

III.      Go out, be wild, be adventurous, be whatever you want and have fun, even if you die earlier in the attempt to find your fun-life, you won't hate it...at least not as much as the guy who tragically dies at 23 in an accident on his way to Tirupati, ironically...to ask blessings for his 100 years long happy life!!!(You might hate me for writing such ugly facts, but what do you expect, the title reads Laughing Ravana!)

IV.      When you are done with this world, just pop some sleep pills on the day of death CHOSEN by YOU, so you won’t feel a thing afterwards...never.

All you need 2 to do, is unlearn the whole gyan they have tried to ingrain in you (that you are supposed to try desperately to live as long as possible and shite).

It’s tough, I know, but come on man, THINK!!!

It’s a relief from burden of the knowledge that ‘If I live by all these boring diktats, I would die old and miserable after leading a sucking life’.

I.        Remember the last bedridden close old person you saw, I bet you didn’t like that life!

II.       Bet you hate the fact that almost all the things that you like (Sumptuous meal, alcohol, smoke, violence and unbridled sex life and all such other 'nice things') are considered detrimental to your 'assigned goals'.

III.      If you just neglect the inclination to live long, you can have all this fun!!!

It sounds insane, but, hell !  If this is the only life you would ever have, instead of worrying over whether you are spending it right, why not just play around and have fun?

And if you get a second one with memory of this time, great, maybe then you can use the wisdom learnt this time!

The Devil's take on life

I am THINKING... surprisingly I have been doing it continuously for last 26 years or so -16 hours a day.
In fact I am sometimes frustrated by incessant flow of thoughts, but by and large, I have been unconscious about the fact that for all this whale of time, I have been THINKING...
Very common, ain't it?
Still odd, ain't it?

Anyway right now I am seriously ambushed by hundreds of lively thoughts dying to be immortalized in written words.

And the choice is 'CHOICE'.

Don't you think Choice is the greatest power we have?

Choice to live my own life my own way - choice to eat, to not eat, to drink or not to, to sleep and attend morning lecture or finish the second half of the movie, to blog or not... (Don't be too hopeful, I am not done with the torture yet)

But our society systematically strives to turn most of our choices into its own.Let's take a basic example.
For whole of our life we are trained to increase the probability of longer lifespan...eat healthy, don't drink, don't smoke, dont delve into drugs,don't drive rash, don't catch a running train, stay away from goons and police, don't kick street dogs etc.
Now that our long term existence in society is assured of, the next thing is to ensure that u follow the set convention of steady rise in status. Hence, the pressure to study, to get a good job, to study more to get a better job, to work like dog to get a hike, to get a wife(or husband for fairer sex), to get a home etc.

These things are hammered so hard into our minds, that we almost forget, we have got CHOICE!!!

I got the choice of running onto a speeding merc on marine drive.
I got the choice of kicking a passer-by biker on street ( my eternal fantasy ).
I got the choice of getting up tomorrow morning and catching a train to nowhere.

OR I got the choice to follow the pre-programmed routine in my head.

Who else can stop me, but  me? Who else can push me, but me?

The point is, it doesn't matter whether you continue to live the same life or do some crazy stuff,but  it should be a conscious choice on ur part and not an automatic one.
Personally, the knowledge that "turning into a raging maniac is just one whim away" always  amuses and comforts me :)

Recently I have been thinking about a fantastic alternative way of life...more on it, later...

I also want to write more about how human society is a self sustaining, perpetrating, automatically stabilizing and evolving mechanism that it is almost a whole single living being.

I think it is the miracle of the miracles!!!

Inquiries of a restless soul

Life is What?

Is it actually supposed to have some purpose?

What is there after death?

Questions that have haunted me for years, and humankind for ages...

What amazes me much more than all of these questions is the insatiable human curiosity behind them.

Because if you don't have the propensity to find answers to these questions; they are plainly harmless assortment of words :)

Moving beyond, what is the motivation behind living my life?

I ask myself, "why should I continue to live this life?" and continue to question all the subsequent answers with a torturous "why?"

The last answer beyond which I can't proceed is invariably a disarming primal impulse- "Because I want to" !!!

Fuck me!

At the end, there is no better explanation to continued existence of human race, than stubborn continuance of some organic molecules through generations, which keep creating electric impulses stimulating the irresistible urge to live and reproduce....for no apperant reason!!!

Ain't that frustrating?

Ain't that still amazing?

Doesn't that tempt to altogether shun the long held belief system based on logic and science?... To desperately embrace any faith that illogically but confidently and conveniently, answers these questions?

This is the thought that clean-bowled me, a few( 3-4) years earlier. It has refrained me since from making the now-infamous claim that " I am the most rational person on this earth".

I am tempted to continue writing about history of this gloriously stupid claim and evolution of my still-primitive mind since, but nagging sense of my worldly responsibilities is restricting me.

But don't you worry my patient pals; for this restless soul will be back pretty soon...

In the bout of sobriety

So today I have broken the unhealthy tradition :)

Thanks to TheQuark for preservation of the original content, will modify the statement of theory accordingly. It seems my memory has started slowly dissolving in the blood alcohol :) 

What Vish has said is necessary for long term survival of our societal fabric. That's why all our lives, we are trained and rewarded for being considerate and courteous. But come on man, if all of us work towards love,peace and harmony, life would be too sickeningly sweet ;) 

Somebody has to be a Ravana, for Ram to be glorified, Vanar-Sena to be employed and Dasehra to be celebrated :)

Anyway, through the theory , I want to point out and laugh at the existence of multiple parallel standards of communication that we apply in our daily lives which complicate it to no end. One code of conduct for office, one for friends, one for family. Thank God I am yet to have entities called spouse and children in my life. I am not contesting the need or desirability of these standards, just want to highlight the burden of life in civilized world :)...but more on it sometime later. 

And yes,in view of the opinions of the esteemed readers, the author has decided to continue his mission of unashamedly free expression of opinion with absolute disregard towards finer tastes of readers and  discretion of language. Consequently dirty words like 'fuck' and so would be present in abundance in their purest form henceforth.

Still...I advice the seekers of the Ultimate Truth to watch out this space...for the pearls of wisdom are to be found in the shells of coarse talk.

Return of the ?????

I am back :D

and the unfortunate coincidence (I actually desperately want it to be a coincidence) is that I am a bit drunk even today.

So the debate in my mind is...Do I feel like blogging only when I am drunk? or when I want to bark in front of an audience which never shows its boredom, or irritation, I bark through my fingers? Anyway...let's leave this debate subject to future observations of this blog.

Some of my friends have been considerate enough to give me feedback about my last entry, surprisingly, I have been so smart about selecting my friends that all of them have been positive :D

Now being the cynical bastard I am, I obviously know this is some vicious ploy to get me to write some more ridiculous shite so that all my friends can avenge me for my past karma with a diabolical laugh :)

But hell what? Now that I have jumped....who gives a f%^$? Anyway I want a feedback about this too...do my vast pool of readers prefer " f%^$' or a more indiscreet but simple to write and guess 'fuck"? please write back.

Moving on beyond all this triviality ...what should I continue to write about?

My first thought is....I should write about my few pet theories I always keep talking about, especially when I am drunk.

The specific reason being, normally I talk about them only whenI am drunk, so most of the audience is either asleep, aloof or too tired with my rambling to argue. So I have never got any critical feedback about them, hence I have become overconfident about their validity.

This blog is a nice opportunity for all you guys to burst my ego baloon of being invincible theorist, so jump in for the kill!!!

Theory no. 1

I belive boys should not hesitate to use so called 'bad words' in front of girls, why?

if the girl knows the "bad" words
she herself is "bad"
then you don't have to bother about "bad" girls
else
she doesn't know
hence you don't have to bother

A => B and !A => B then B is true, so you never have to bother :D

There are many more such impossibly stupid theories coming up...provided you show your interest by bashing this one to pulp!!

In the hindsight, my ability to bore people by writing worthless content seems to have transcended to my vocal rambling too, damn Alcohol !!!!

Birthday blues!!!!

Ok....so exactly I expected myself to be, I am overenthusiastic at start, granted, with a bit of assistance from C2H5OH, which always makes me stay awake and think....

Finally I am 26...officially 1/2 past my youth, which is a fact that I know is going to give me shivers for weeks to come.

But Man!!! the surprise I got for this birthday was genuinely the first and the most beautiful surprise I got, not in physical sense ;) but in emotional one....

In the hindsight, I am trying to compare my old self, whenI was 18. 22 and now...and man!!!

how much I have changed!!! For better or worse, who knows...but I hope the earlier...

For sure, I am much more tolerant, accommodating, practical but also sadly cynical, critical, non-dreamy.

But I can vouch that last 1.5 yr of college has contributed towards rekndling my dreamy, reckless, devil-may-care self....somehow making me feel young and mad again!!!!

So here I am...caught between sense and madness, dreams and reality, idealism and practicality, optimism and cynicism.....both almost equally dominating...Living the eternal struggle human mind has witnessed over millennia.

Maybe, I am a maturing man...or maybe I am the cooling lava.....or maybe I am just another bunch of molecules in this universe which conjure to create something which an insignificant species in some corner of universe call as conscience.

drunk and sleepy, I sign off now...

seriously though...I want to laugh at all the readers of this blog, that is if there are any :) hahhahaahhaahhah

not sadistically, but to acknowledge the voyeuristic tendencies we all have which compel us to peek in lives of celebrities and insignificant acquaintances alike.

The next laugh

Ok...So I am still getting used to this whole blogging phenomena...and frankly, I am still not convinced that what I write, especially after 1/4th whisky in, is worth reading by others :)

but anyway, by virtue of the power, free internet has bestowed upon me, I think its my ultimate stretch of luxury to torture the unfortunate souls who dare to visit my blog!

Anyway, guys, keep commenting, keep poking me....who knows, someday, an epic may jump out of this blog!!!!

The laggard

Ok....so here I m joining the blogwagon after the whole world.