Do ethics really exist?

“An unexamined life is not worth living”

Socrates said these lines. I read them and tried to follow them.

Now the question comes what I’ll do once, and start following Him in each and every aspect.

Can I deal with each experience am having after talking about experiencing things which are unethical to be practiced or followed.

But what actually “unethical” means ?

Is it a term which really exists or just an antonym of ethics which we follow without experiencing it?

Pretty confusing, can’t inculcate ethics in deeds which are unethical to follow.

Now what, shall I say am turning unethical if I am not following ethics?

Is there no such scope of not following ethics without doing anything unethical?

Who provided this distinction between ethical and unethical?

Am I going to follow him?

Why should I give importance to a person who himself is so stringent in commanding the world follow him without raising their voices.

I have a right to raise it, if it leads me to being called unethical, am ready to face this imprudent fact.

I asked what is ethical in nature from a friend of mine; he said what your mom thinks is right for you and you think is a sheer wastage of your talent and nothing great to do, is ethical.

And whats unethical in nature?

Whatever you WANT to do but out of shame cant do..

Is it so?

Lost in translation..

Am quitting writing forever..

A friend whose name is anonymous to me!!

At 9 A.M. every monday to saturday, i meet a friend of mine.. who says nothing, does nothing but a smile...a smile?!
and we are friends..
His broad brimmed spectacles, his immensely wrinkled face, eyes looks as if he had undergone some cataract surgery before in past..
his chhaddi is a scarecrow for every dog in that lane..
His yellow tikka his dhoti, with black socks, black leather shoes.. he almost look as if he was a bania dukaandaar in his yesteryears..
Now he walks at 9 as its winter time..with his each step, he undergoes several pains to take his next breathe but he never gives up walking..
Once in monsoon days.. i saw him taking a long walk from our colony to the market gate.. with his big black umbrella..
Sometimes i find it strange to see why he is pushing himself to hard, on another span of time.. i feel good to see him walking and finding his own directions.
I really dont know if he lives nearby my house, may be Yes thats why we often meet each other, but from where he comes from??
His tiredness seems to be my answer..
He must be residing somewhere far..

Today morning.. i felt so good to see him with his face covered with monkey cap..yet he smiled at me, his big cheeks rolled up with gladness pushing his big spectacles to come out of the caps void space.. to see me giving a bleak welcome smile..

On one day He asked me once with a puffy blow coming out with breathless feeling.. kaisi he ab??
and i felt astonished?!
As how he came to know about my almost fatal appendix rupture?!

I wish i could ask him some questions.. but am afraid in doing so..
i dont want to talk to strangers..but is he any stranger to me??
i meet him almost every time i go out in mornings..
my fitness level rises when i see him fighting him to gain his own..

Am thinking to ask him how he knows me tommorrow..

Youth of today....A much talked about thing these days

Youth of today!!




India which is the youngest country right now all over world faces major problem led by its youth power…

Young India. Progressive India...

Confused, complicated, contradictory or practical, performing, perfect??

Answer lies behind the veil, under the covers of performance. India shines, shines bright but what the Indian youth is facing right now?

A biggest question..

A question still looking forward to have its answer

Challenges faced by Indian youth are no less than the labor pains in maternity ward.

We cry, we laugh , we wish to dance on any chance!!

MNC’s make us their players, their jacks. Government thinks we are biggest fools, who can’t even realize their worth and want to change the whole country.



Parents: “enter home before time...”

Time limit..who cares? We extend it till the time they start abusing themselves, why they gave birth to a child like us??

But actually, why they gave us birth??

Didn’t they knew, we will be the free birds in free India?

Living in 21st century, thinking why aint am born in 22nd century, with the aliens... Who will not ask when where why you are leaving and with whom..

Every kid who is born, has been labeled with a tag…future doctor, future engineer, future lawyer, thank God today one can say.. future Media person!!

Why ??

Every parent wants his child to shine but are they giving them enough space to spread wings??

Girls who want to fly high, till date gets their wings clipped. Surely some young husbands are understanding and they let her do what she wishes but its only in few cases.

Young males cant find a perfect job they wish for because the lines are crowded with approaches and mithai dabbas..

Is India still shining?

Is Indian youth still waiting to realize their future?

There is a saying goes like this,” who wishes to touch the sky, should dig their feet deep inside ground so that while touching stars you wouldn’t cut from ground.”

But when we try to reach for sky, we either fall on the ground or get lost in the stars in sky.

One should become a sun to have many earths revolving around it.

This should be the mentality of Indian youth.



Every body talks about the problems of youth having today, but they themselves are not caressing their lives by not respecting the Indian values, culture and INDIAN-NESS!!



When Indian youth becomes a rebel they want to show their strength, but first its time to overcome the weaknesses they are having.

Indian youth is still henpecked with the remote controls carried out by different people at a same time.

A guy is controlled by his girlfriend’s demands and parents emotions and respect.

A girl is controlled by her parents wish.

But why every body till date don’t understand that they have reached puberty, now have right to vote, cant they have right to decide for themselves?

Unchain the shackles.. cut the chains.. mould the barriers.. and feel the fresh air breathe deep and progress..

Barriers of civilization conflicts are digging deep inside our minds, its better to choose one way rather then losing the track while running on two.

To change the world around you first change the person inside you..

ITS TIME TO CHANGE, ITS TIME TO FEEL YOUNG..

Living Dead...

Opening the eyes early morning is customary in any Hindu household..and if you are born in a conservative family..
you are prohibited to open your eyes after 8 AM..
So i awoke by sharp 8 AM, even if i didnt slept last night.
i imagined last day, am living a life of Protima bedi last night.. i dreamnt about it!!
what claimed me to think about it??
I slept reading her biography.. With each passing page.. i was undergoing in a very unusual feeling.. saying bullshit everytime i fold unfold the pages of her life..
Her extravagant lifestyle.. practising naked runs.. thinking and talking sex, just like we think and talk about our career!!!
Open to every and any man she came across..
She was game for any man..
Her husband Kabir Bedi who is still now a greek demi God..
What a husband??
Good looking rascal.. open to infidelity.. and doesnt even care if his wife is producing kids from sperms other than his..
What a life...
unethical, deteriorating.. destroying, with no values!!!
Is it so??
or i got influenced by my ethics and then thought what they did is wrong..
She died.. He is still alive..


Now..
My story begins..
Quite quiet..
hmmm.. What she was doing, was she happy doing??
Emotions, Desires,Thirst..
But quenching your thirst with salty waters leaves leaves you more thirsty..

And i came to a conclusion.. Even if you believe in yourself.. society will only believe you,if you make them believe you..

So the life of Protima Bedi seems to me to be a life of living dead!!

Young Hearts

Love, no love.. sex, no sex..trust no trust..???

Love Lust Libido..

Young hearts are no more confused..they are just complexed and complicating their lives by revolving around it..
AM I RIGHT?

Well to talk about no confusion leaves me confused all the time, have you ever saw two people sitting near the sutta point in law faculty premises DU??
they are just two individuals.. not the lovely couple to watch..they make love in a very unusual manner.. boy whispers something in the ear of a dumb looking behenji.. she giggles.. giggles some more.. and puts her duppatta covering their faces.. so that they will become lotan kabootars in world full of cats and dogs.
same can be seen all over the campus..
On 14th Feb. everytime media vans arrive in DU premises to catch some romanchit karne wale haseen nazare.. and what they shoot is young people kissing each other, hugging each other tightly.. they at that time are nothing but the focal point for 'not so young' old people!!
they fantacize while seeing them.. yeah i know they do.. just like after watching a porn.. though its a very dehaati porn..just like shown on cable TVs at late nights..no taste only chumaaz and chipaknaa.
sometimes they are too funny.

leaving the college caampuses and media porns beside..what the young heart is confused for??
Aint the educated ones are too practical these days??
yes sometimes!
but only sometimes...because whenever they cant feel that emotional connection they use this practical element to end this long investment.. actually they make fool of themselves whenever they say they are practical.. they are intelligent people making emotional fool of their partner and leaving them after using  them..
What a practical emotional connection!!!
when a girl asks 'dont you fell you are using me??' guy takes it as if he just listened.."mein tumhaare bachche ki maa banane waali hu.." , but when a guy says the same thing, girl's eye fills with tears saying.."o my baby.. you hurt me so much..!" as if she doesnt know the guy is the ch***ia because he is still with her??
my goodness, last day i saw two people in metro, a girl was sticked to that guy as if she is some kind of chhipakali..  and the guy was enjoyn that warmth.. it was looking ugly to every eye..
i hope that people start having some good PDA's with good taste, aesthetically pleasing.. and not shameful acts in public..

Mishti after she realised her life back...

Today, she met with an accident.. prepared her to cry cry cry and cry as hard as she could.. hoarse voice is coming out of sweet throat due to pain, Her pain is immense unbearable now what?


she smiled.. her lips stained with blood opened like a petal of flower.. lotus flower..

flower blooming with blood stains..

but why she smiled?

reason?

The only Reason is pain became unbearable.. a laugh came out of her dead looking face.. laughing madly.. just like someone has asked her to do that..

"Maa stop crying, see me.. am not feeling any pain.. am a brave complan girl.. chalo ghar chale.."

maa cried louder.. she huggged her in her arms.. a cozy hug.. a much required hug.. and bursted out crying.. they both!

Mother and daughter.

this relationship can never remain same in any phase of life.. not even for a moment..

she loves you but never show that, to make sure her daughter wont become a spoilt child.. but she forgets in doing so her daughter never realises her real intentions.. but become more of a rebel..

mishti is not a conventional child like other girls in her family..

she fights for herself but realises that what she fought for is not proclaiming anything..

her decisions are disastrous!

her mother wins everytime.. Why?

Because she is a mother and she knows her procreated seed.

better then the bloomed flower!

gardner knows when and what is happening with his much efforted labour.

today when mishti is in pain her mother is her biggest support.

her one warm hug.. and mishti rose from medical bed..

puts her shoes wears her blood stained sweater..

her papa gave her a support.. to walk.. just the same he gave when he convinced her to paddle a cycle for the first time..

saying.." o mera bahadur beta.. dekh ab chal.. zindagi mein sab kuch seekh.. haarna mat sikhio.. ab khud se chal.."

and she stood up on her own..

walking towards the car.. brother gave her a smile..what smile it was.. a brother's pain to see his sister going through such a pain..

saying.." chal baith ja.. ghar jaake ladai ladai khalenge..( a big smile with a tear droplet on the lotus sides of his eyes).."

she gave a smile back..

knowing he wont fight with her,, which she loves.. because this is the bond a sister can always share with her brother.

car was fast.. never realised the speed before anytime before.. she just want to reach home as soon as possible.

there was a pindrop silence in car.. just that papa looking at her from his rareview mirror trying to adjust everytime she takes a deep breathe.

brother puts his hand around her shoulder.." bass ghar ane wala he.. bhaag k rajai me ghoos jaio.."

a bleamed smile on the faces..

now the car journey is over.. but mishti's journey in pain will never end..

Mishti is dead!

There came a stranger in life..was not good but i felt good whenever i could feel him.
the day arrived when he left.. what was now left are tears and some memories.
No memory can fill that space..that voidness, but i realised one thing really important.. we were not meant for each other.
Good i realised it earlier..But the irk remain, he never said Good Bye..
Buddha could never live without realising that redeem.. as he never said goodbye to his wife and a little kid..
that woman had forgiven him in the end.. but am not a great soul..

Written for a friend very much close to me.. its for you Mishti.

No mishti got a bleak breathe again..somebody forced her to live again..some 'silli' creature on this earth. She is realising a life back, one pump of air reached her throat one came out... still she is very much anxious what will happen now?


her mind is conclusive ... right..

but her heart is still indecisive what will he decide, whatever he will decide she will follow his decision..

now everything is left on his thought process...he asked for some time..but he is taking her life away..

With each passing minute she is forgetting her breathe.

she needs some fresh air, tired of waiting, impatiently she asked him:

will you forget her twice..she will never repeat it thrice.. he said once you repeat it twice you repeat it again..

But why will she repeat it again?

aint he comfortable in maintaining her confidence on him?

No she should not think anything..follow the omens..they are leading her on right track... she wants to feel the alchemist touch now...

Will he provide her this..

Wait impatiently..

6th Jan'10

Last night went through a journey..pleasant one, yet disappointing.
when the moon lits at night, I never thought it can send me a moonlight with which i will see my soul.
now am craving for the Sun to shine, and find myself in a sunshine, because moonlit nights changes everytime the phase of moon changes, but sun is always there to show me the direction.