Tuesday, November 2, 2010

And it all started because I did not feel like writing my paper on Schumpeter...Why?


I am supposed to be writing a paper on Schumpeter’s take on the classical doctrine of democracy but as it quite evident I am not doing that…


Why?


Because I don’t feel like doing it…


Why?


Because I am not able to get myself to read his essay on it…


Why?


Because I am too lazy to get my ass to my room and get the essay and then to get the laptop and continue from where I left it…


Why?


Because I seem to be stuck in front of this screen and seem to be lost in a virtual world…


Why?


Because it seems to me that the virtual world is a better place than the so called real world I am going to be forced to be a part of every second of my life.


Why?


The real world is fraught with weird problems which seem to have no solution, which seem to be a jumble of shit spun over a lot many years with no bloody sensible solution coming out at all! At least virtually I can manipulate myself into believing that someone cares and actually talks about it...(this someone includes myself)


Why?


How the FUCK am I supposed to know that? What I know is that I am 19 years old and India has been independent since 1947 and the human world has been in existence for I don’t even know how many years and still we can hardly say “This (anything AT all) is alright.


Why?


I am in my car and I see children, who should be in school, begging at streetlights.

I am at my home and I see that douche bag (one among many others) blatantly being engaged in CWG corruption.

I am anywhere and I have to endure constant India bashing which most of the time seems to stem from half baked idiotic notions and the other times is genuine but leaves a bitter taste in the mouth.

I am in the metro and I see people getting up to offer a higher middle class lady with a young kid a seat but the same chivalry is not extended to a poor woman with a baby or her young son.

I try to get off at my stop but the completely and unbelievably stupid people on the station think it is just right for them to barge in pushing people left, right and centre.

CWG shit happens and for that the citizens of the city are indirectly told to stay in their houses on the opening and closing day cos NO bloody market would be open AT all.

CWG crap seems to be only for foreigners because if you’re an Indian citizen, then you may be standing in line for 1 hour but you still wouldn’t get the damn ticket because some ‘mehmaan’ will be made to break the Q and get it.

The Naxals, Maoists or whatever crap they prefer to be called will spread violence everywhere and then defend it and people will actually agree! Please explain to me how beheading cops, harassing teachers and marking students is linked to their so called revolution.

Modi, Sajjan Kumar and the likes will march on unharmed by anything after committing the crimes that they have.

A good enough side walk will be broke, remade and then broken again to be made the same way as it was originally.

People can be unlawfully hanged for the heinous crime of loving.

Among MUCH more.


Why?


Exactly.

4 comments:

  1. this is such a moving piece of writing...makes one realise how virtual is real and real is virtually unendurable...superb..keep such reflections up...

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  2. it makes me sad... really you are right Rae.....but we cant live in the virtual world for ever...we have to live in this world only...

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