Be Subjective Teach Objectivity

You always stressed on the word “objectivity” so many times that I thought that this word describes you. But a closer interaction with you has again revealed, to my great dismay, the shallowness of your being. Being subjective makes us biased and prejudiced and we are not able to see things clearly. If one has to take a rational decision then one needs to be unbiased but can we maintain objectivity when it comes to analyze the actions of our dear ones? You always claimed to practice objectivity but unfortunately you are the only person in my acquaintance to be utterly subjective. This speaks for the difference between what you preach and what you practice. How mistaken I was to have thought that here is a person who has objective approach towards analyzing things. How wrong I was.

We are simple people, with all natural feelings of love and hate and therefore subject to biases but you were different this is what I thought at one time. But have found you to be a person who would never even question the actions of your loved ones. It really surprises me as to how the one who would mercilessly criticize others would become a mute person when it was the time to question persons near to you. You failed miserably Mr. Right (self proclaimed).

You are so subjective that the words as they were conveyed to you by your own were the ultimate truth for you and even having a doubt over their veracity was something of a moral sin for you. At least you have shown consistency in one thing, that is being a diehard believer when it comes to your people.

I don’t have any right to preach you or ask for justification of your act but if you were this kind of a person than you didn’t have any right to preach about terms about whom you knew nothing except may be their spellings.

It is ironical indeed that I started writing this blog to discuss the words that you use but at that time I wanted to analyze you in positive manner but today I am writing this blog as  memoriam to the good relationship that we had. And one reason that killed this relationship was your inability to stand by all that you preached.

Keep it up man—preach “objectivity” to others and practice “subjectivity” your own self.

The Deception that words Play

You like someone for the lofty ideas that he presents with the help of words  and listen to him open mouthed for being different from others but is it really true?

Do words make a man or is it the ability to put those words into practice or to stand by those words that really make a real man? I have come to a strange realization that never trust a man who says a lot about being different from the general as all men are same when it comes to the real life.

So you talked about preaching and the practice and seem to be worried that the world could be a better place if the religious fanatics could have learnt the lesson of applying to life what they actually preach. Remember your post on “Da Vinci Code…’. I feel like laughing aloud to re-read your post and to see how shallow you seemed in this new light of the knowledge when I was to see through you. Do you think you have any right to pass judgement on the issues that concern the society when on a closer look you don’t even have guts to set your own home right. And you talk and write about lofty ideas! Some cheeks indeed!

 

Have you ever questioned your right to use certain words that look so deceptive on your lips now when I am able to see the real you. You are just words and no action. You really don’t have any right, whatsoever, to use those words.

 

Now onwards in each of my post I would be mercilessly dissecting every fabric of your language to show, if not to others, at least to you that what you are. Had you been just one percent of what you always claimed to be, I would have been happy to have trusted you. But today I feel like been betrayed by words. You were just words to me but now when I find that even the words that you used were bereft of any truth, then I really wonder what you were? Do you have any entity? I am sad for you as you yourself don’t seem to know that you are just “nobody”. A person having no stand over what he preaches and practices, has no moral right to claim his being a living entity. When it comes to religious fanatics about whom you seem to worry a lot, they at least have a benefit of doubt because they deal with numerous persons of society and may not be able to convince all. But in your case it was purely your action that would have made the diference and you failed miserably to translate your words into action.

 

You deceived us with your words and I would do whatever is possible within my means to make you realize the shallowness of your existence. A “nonentity” in the real sense.

A New Life

Welcoming shopping malls

The fattening purses

Bulging bucks

That abound us all.

 

Saturday evenings

Dance parties

Candle light dining

Make them smarties.

 

A dist ant look

In vacant eyes

Loneliness in crowd

Despite many love ties.

 

Faster cars, more money

No where to go

But shopping malls

That abound us all.

Buoying spirits that go low

Lifestyle brands try to bounce

What life has sapped away.

What a great price to pay.

 

No one to wait for at home

With a welcome look galore

Four walled empty rooms

With screens all around to detour.

 

Is this what life means?

 Wondering at their queer life

So young but making a strive

To look and act mature

And lose innocence so pure.

 

Life mechanical

Relations artificial

Is what makes them die

Pretending to live a new life.

 

 

 

 

 

Living in Cracks

A world of his own

That he lives in

Shutting others away

Not to let them peep in

His world of bliss

Where cares enter not

To bother or to tease

His very being.

 

Oblivious to others

He laughs and cheers

All those around

To make them aware

Of the laughter

That they hide away

To put on an expression

Of indifference and apathy

To sneer others around.

 

Is he insane or sane

Is what baffles me

I feel his innocence

That speaks of sanity

When people around us

Have masked expressions

Of pride and vanity.

 

When their inside

Is cracked and whipped

They show a false pride

And try in vain to hide

Their failures, defeats and sorrows

 

He laughs about

To relish in his defeats

To regale others with

His numerous foolish feats

No, he is not insane

It is we around him

That to hide our pain

Laugh and sneer at him

Masked Appearances

A trust betrayed

A belief shattered

Make me look anew

At faces around me

With masks put on to rue

Vulnerable

Innocent

People.

Could I trust masks

around me?

Masks of different

Hues and colours

To dupe, deceive

And detour?

Or would I still

Search for an

Unmasked face

That would make

My hope live and sustain

The belief

In humanity

Love and purity

Of basic human nature

That would make

The world worth living

For people like me

Who trust

The unknown

The unseen

And feel battered

When deceived.