The Great damn Maladies of Life

They say to digress out of your friggin career is a sin beyond the levels of adultery... I totally agree with that. I'd love to write a book on how the woe worms wrap around your nose all the bloody time and give you nightmares after nightmares... Perhaps i will...

Life is what in the Indian Cultural retrospect? Two balls make you somethin like a black hole... Somethin that always can suck in whatsoever comes in front of it... Knowledge, Fame, Responsibility... A good life they say? A wife, kids, cars, a huge whore of a house, a flamin job which lets you do the right thing and benefit and benefit... And then you die? Is that what we all want? Is that the culture we all follow?

Ladies and Gentlemen of the great Indian society, here is what i present to you a stream of spoilers which I believe you believe...

Benefit is what we all call the right thing to do - benefit yourself, benefit you wife, your kids, your parents, your whole society, your dog... I mean, why do we do all that? What exactly would I get if i benefit you? Cared to even think of that? Guess what, I got the same ol brain, the same ol heart and the same ol want for more which you all got... Parents... Right... They love us... Very much... Groom us, teach us, grow us up... They tell us to be a man - to do everything for the greater good for the greater people (Fuck Ethics)... To earn money, to get fame, name and a beautiful girl - same caste, same creed, same color, get kids, who grow up to earn even more money than we do... Is that what they want? Yes!! They send us to School where some knuckleheads come and teach us Science which is for the benefit of mankind... Now wait just a minute, I'm so not criticizing the use of a school or an institution... I mean Man has eaten the forbidden fruit, so there HAS to be a craving for knowledge and that's the way of the Devil... Allright, School gives us informative stuff we can benefit from... We go our ways... But certain points in life we meet these lovely moments, these lovely things which our heart melts and moulds itself into the same shape as it is... Love, Music, Creativity, Nature... All of that... These things matter to us eventually and we gather around our memories ramming our heads where do we actually fit them in?

With all the bloody competition to survive, and to get bigger, we ignore these heart melting gems and try being a black hole per se... What we really want is for us to be happy... Wouldn't we be happy doing things for our hearts? Benefit our heart for one damn minute? Aren't we digressing NOW? I mean, career is essential no doubt, but why do we ignore certain things just because others dont care? Others can go F themselves for a minute, you can stop F'ing yourself for once and get to the thing you like doing the most... But then we are all bloody mechanically quasi-functional... Can't we just get out for ONE nipple of a minute of that Fibonacci Series we all fall into? 1:2:3:5:8:13... Can't we be the second purest thing after God for just one damn minute? Can't we stop being Bots for heaven's sake?

I'm not too good in practicing what I preach, but I let my stream of consciousness flow once in a while, and so I did just now!! Even i'm into this retarded existence...

Damn! This is Some fucked up shit...